I saw those high-stepping sexy witches,
Sons of satin, son-of-bitches,
All were there, in my dreams,
All in my dreams.
click for full (and to see kitty)
The internet seems suddenly awash with photos of Morrissey with cats. I can dig it. Perhaps you need to revisit the article in which he talks of being “mystified by cats”…

Turn your volume up and visit Meowrissey. The most amusingly pointless Morrissey themed website since Spinning Beach Ball of Death.

An albino microbat, featured in The Guardian’s Which miniature animals make good pets? feature. The Fennec Fox is also a favourite.
Stef from Sydney went on a holiday and saw this slothy bundle of spirit animal magic.
Can you imagine? Click for full.
Screamin’ Jay, dapper as hell.
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He left behind many children by many women; about 55 were known (or suspected) upon his death, and upon investigation, that number “soon became perhaps 75 offspring”
Screamin’ Jay Hawkins I Put a Spell on You (1956)
I saw Nowhere Boy the other day, and, apart from noting that the boys looked like they just stepped out of an Elizabeth Peyton painting, it reminded me how much I love this song.