This Tuesday we go out of the realm of mythology and instead I present to you: Bookstore Cat.

I seem to have a knack for finding cats wherever I go, and last Saturday was no exception. We were in Normal Heights looking for a dresser- which we did not find- but we did find a used bookstore. I think it was called 4th St Books. I do not know why all the businesses in this city have such literal, dull names.

The bookstore was completely insane since it had just reopened after renovations and none of the books were alphabetized yet. It was also jam packed with 12 foot high, floor to ceiling bookshelves. My head was spinning from all this while trying to find the usual suspects I always look for at used bookstores- Euan Uglow: The Complete Paintings, and anything by Diana Wynne Jones. Anyway, I rounded a corner and almost jumped out of my skin- this giant ginger was leering at me from a high shelf. Needless to say, I had my camera at the ready.

If this was my cat, I would call him Chairman Meow.