This is the part of Lenny's life that ISN'T inner. His exterior carcass is hogging my chair. Some nights there's a cat on BOTH of our favorite chairs. Why do we put up with this? Well, my theory is that we keep cats around to remind us how we should be living ourselves. I probably haven't slept with such reckless abandon since I was four, but at least now I can remember what it must have been like.
The Inner Life of Cats, a Valentine's Day exhibition depicting six years of life with our feline friends, Lenny and Madeleine, goes up in Mindport's Gallery this week. Come and vicariously enjoy the good life.