More True Crime

Because there was a very nice and very loud man (whistling) in my office yesterday morning, I spent a little time at the library, tracking down books on organ donation and true crime (as unrelated topics). Found a book called Lizzie, which is an historical account of the Lizzie Borden murders of her father and stepmother. Every school girl knows about this murder because of the jump rope song: "Lizzie Borden took an axe/And gave her mother 40 whacks./When she saw what she had done/She gave her father 41..." But from what I've read so far, it looks like it was her older sister, Emma, who killed them both. How would the writer know this? I thought it was an unsolved mystery. I'm also reading another nonfiction book by Janet Malcolm called In the Freud Archives. This is not a murder mystery of any kind, but a tale of three academics of psychoanalysis caught up in a "he said-he said" about Freud's theories. It's not written as headily as it sounds.

But enough of that. Here are some cats for your viewing pleasure.

I like the reflection here--both on the window and on the cat's face.

Same cat, different pose.

There are a lot of damn cats in Philadelphia. It just never ends.

And sometimes dogs in windows.

A cool bike.

Dog in door.
Cat with eyes that match the curtains behind him.

Shy dog. I love this picture.