Jack was such a sweet cat. He really thought he was a dog. He would growl when someone came to the door. When he was a kitten – he delivered a piece of black chalk to my bedroom on the third floow from my basement studio. The manner by which he held it, horizontally in his mouth – created a funny black moustach. He was so proud.
Jack was such a sweet cat. He really thought he was a dog. He would growl when someone came to the door. When he was a kitten – he delivered a piece of black chalk to my bedroom on the third floow from my basement studio. The manner by which he held it, horizontally in his mouth – created a funny black moustach. He was so proud.