Janet asked for “Warhol Pussy Cat”.
I’m glad she put “cat” in there.
Because, you know, that could’ve been a totally different image.
This is Gabriel, who lives with us (I hesitate to describe him as “Tammy’s cat”). He rather enjoys biting people and frequently stalks into my room and wakes me with a low “mrow?” before savaging the shit out of me.
When I wake in the night and peer into the shadows, I’m sometimes lucky enough to spot an eye glinting at me.
It’s like this, but less colourful.
And, thank fuck, there aren’t nine of him.
Original image, btw, is just as scary.