CAT'S THE MOVIE, while long overdue, was well worth the wait. Prior to getting married, I had no use for cats: they were there, I was here, and never the twain had met. My wife's cat, Jezebel, was... touchy, to say the least: make the mistake of petting Jez and- pft- you were cut. Not a gusher, but a razorblade slice that stung and would, in due time, begin to drain until you bled out. I suggested we visit the local pound (which was not a no-kill facility) and liberate one of the inmates so we could find out what a non-schizophrenic feline might be like. We ended up with Poe, a newborn whose curiosity would become the stuff of legend. Like all animal children, he had a lot to teach us and I can honestly say that I've rarely in my life known the kind of love I knew with Mr. Cat. When little Louie came along, Poe took the child under his wing and became a big brother/father figure to him. Jez and Poe are gone, now, and Louie is alone, but we'll see to it that he has all the love he can stand for as long as we live.