A classic in her own right…I just love Mog the cat. Judith Kerr, along with Jill Murphy and Shirley Hughes is my idol. She has the innate charisma of catching a child’s attention and keeping it for a good 17 years. That child is me.
If you look on the back of every Mog book, there is a picture of Judith with Mog as she sits at the drawing desk having her portrait done. I don’t know what it is about that cat; maybe it’s her human qualities. Her very human fear or her charming love and friendship for little Debbie. Whatever it is, I love these books and having a Christmas Mog book is a treat. I love getting my picture books out for Christmas and reading them each night. Call it childlike; call it what you may. It makes me happy, it invokes feelings of nostalgia and Christmas security. Mog’s Christmas is a treasure to keep.
Mog likes things her own way, she likes a nice warm place to curl up and sleep, she likes her boiled egg as a treat and she likes to know who is coming in and out of the house. So when strange people come into the house on Christmas eve and trees start talking and strange smells are coming from the kitchen, it all gets too much for Mog and she goes walkabout into the cold, cold snow. With a missing Mog, no one can enjoy Christmas until she is found. Will Mog come home in time to enjoy her Christmas presents, or will she need a little festive persuasion? A holiday classic that will always warm my heart.
‘Mog’s Christmas’ by Judith Kerr is published by HarperCollins .£5.99 or £7.99 for a CD and book edition.