Friday, July 9, 2010

William S. Burroughs: The Cat Inside


My lease at the Stone House was about to expire and I purchased a house in East Lawrence. Situated on an acre of wooded grounds on a quiet street, it is ideal for cats. A month before I moved, the white cat disappeared. Otherwise I would have taken him with me, since Ruski and the white cat coexisted in perfect harmony. I was sorry to leave Horatio behind, but he couldn't get along with Ruski and the female and the kittens needed him. The new tenant, Robert Sudlow, a well-known Kansas painter, promised to look after the cats who were staying.

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