I discovered this postcard last fall in a quirky secondhand shop in Athens, Ohio while visiting our daughter. Though the postcard made me laugh out loud, I certainly related to the horror the poor cat clearly feels at the prospect of "no pie." So, I bought the postcard, and it now resides on our fridge.
Of course, the postcard is a whimsical play on the familiar nursery rhyme:
Three little kittens they lost their mittens, And they began to cry,
Oh, mother dear, we sadly fear
Our mittens we have lost.
What! lost your mittens, you naughty kittens! Then you shall have no pie.
Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.
No, you shall have no pie.
No wonder that poor kitten looks so horrified. Forget the mittens. Where's the pie?!?
Of course, as with all nursery rhymes, this one has quite the history and deeper meaning. This Wikipedia entry gives a nice overview.
So, why do I love pie so much? Besides the fact a well-made pie is tasty? Here are just a few reasons why I love to make (and share, and eat) pie... why, indeed, I think pie is magical: