Whatcha lookin’ at?

I love this cat. 

Miso, won’t do however. I only named him Miso last January when I though he was a she cat. I’ll change his name later when I make him my official domestic kitty. Right now he’s still a Tom who I feed when he comes around and shelter so he can sleep. 

My only panic now is the upcoming desert heat. I have to move us very soon into a pet friendly building. We have to be in our new home by end of May, before the desert heat really comes. Sorry boy, when you become momma’s indoor kitty snuggles that’s when your fury man bits get, you know, clipped.😢

We are two stray cats, him and me.

When the current story I’m working on is being directed by Sofia Coppola, you’ll see black and white photos of me and Miso in our small desert apartment under the ceiling fan writing the next script or rather book. And I’ll dedicate it to the homeless stray cat I found in the tree behind my apartment building back in January. Only I’ll have renamed him by then.

I’m so glad I found this stray tuxedo cat when I did. He’s really bad at catching birds. He might have starved.