Money Falling in Slow Motion from the Sky



A Spy in the Bushes

I found this little cutie silently watching me and Erin as¬†we walked by yesterday. He was severely¬†cross-eyed, which apparently used to be fairly common in the breed and sought after as it was believed the poor vision made the cat more dependent and sociable toward its human masters. When I tried to take a photo of him he hid his eyes. It reminded me of Neil Gaiman’s Sandman issue in which the wandering cat tries to convince a thousand other felines to dream the same dream on the same night and make themselves the masters of the world again. Don’t worry–it’ll never happen.