Where does happiness come from, dear reader?
Mouse-size musings from the Dalai Lama's Cat
It was a delightful spring morning in McLeod Ganj and I was sitting in one of the most congenial of places – the sitting room of Mrs. Trinci’s home. There can be few happier coincidences for a cat than that her most effusive devotee also happens to be a numero uno chef. But such is my good fortune, dear reader!
I won’t pretend th…