Take a look at the cover and you'll get a sense of what I mean. Whenever the book speculates on exactly which animal Fat Cat might plant his fanny on, the picture of our hero(?) just cracks me up. It's Fat Cat's name in the title, and there's a reason for that.

Nor does it hurt matters any that the pictures have a kind of thick-lined, madcap giddiness to them. the COW? Moo? NO! Fat Cat will not sit on the COW! Yee-haw!' Okay, now put the right amount of emphasis on each one of those words and then couple that with the pictures. Here are the first four pages, 'Will Fat Cat sit on. The plot may not sound like much on the outset, but this book is a born readaloud. have for LUNCH?' Exit cast of characters in a blind panic, stage left. That is, until the narrator asks, 'NOW, what will Fat Cat. Problem solved, all the animals give a sigh of relief. Other animals are threatened with the Cat's rump, until a mouse brings up the loony idea of the cat maybe trying a big comfy chair. Fortunately neither will be sat on today (though if I were the pig I'd be harboring some pretty nasty thoughts towards that two-timing fowl). So will the Fat Cat sit on the chicken instead? In a bout of panic the chicken tries to distract us and suggest the pig. The cow, however, is assured that the Fat Cat will not sit on him (response: 'Yee-haw!').

For example: Will Fat Cat sit on the cow? As we're asked this, a gleeful feline gives a mildly panicked cow the eye. Systematically, a narrator asks a couple questions.

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