I think the black cat that hangs around our building is pregnant again. If I’m right, this will be the third time since our studio has been here she’s been knocked up. Maybe it’s because she lives in a building full of Chinese bohemians that she knows how to love so well. All she does lately is lie around in corners and sleep. Is that a sign that she’s about to hatch? Anyway, I’m tempted to get one of the kittens as an office cat, but first I need to learn how to take care of my plants first before I can seriously consider putting another life in my hands.
