Close Meditations of a Visual Kind

He's fun; he's the only long-hair from the litter, and he's the only cat I've ever met that didn't freak out about "that other cat" the first time he saw a mirror. In fact, he seemed to realize just exactly what was going on; turned profile, looked at himself, turned opposite profile, checked himself out, then started strutting back and forth in front of the mirror, checking himself out and chanting: I'm to sexy for my tail, to sexy for my tail...