Writers need inspiration somewhere in life, and for many that inspiration comes from their pet cats.
This is a running series where we post pictures of famous writers with their feline companions--the cute, the cuddly, the creepy. And that's just the writers.
Today: Charles Bukowski
Miss Kitty wouldn't be the first female to want to get away from Bukowski. You can almost smell the Marlboro Reds and cheap vodka wafting off him.
Is she trying to snatch his eyeglasses from his pocket while he's distracted by the camera? She's a cat burglar! ((rim-shot!!))
But what about happier times between these two?
She's not relaxing with stiff rear legs like that. That's a death stare coming from Miss Kitty.
Or she's about to be asphyxiated by her obesity squeezing her lungs. One or the other.
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