After an untethered all-nighter in the wild at Goomp's last night, Tiny takes a day-long snooze upstairs in the studio -- with time out for a wakeful cookout-cum-shrimp vigil midday -- amongst family photos chronicling our own glorious youth.
"Museum treasure" read the double entendre frontpage, above-the-fold caption of the photo (behind Tiny, above left) of Miss Sissy in the day, way back when. "Disputed treasure" read the caption to the follow-up article inside, page 3 (photo right). We were working in the PR Department at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts then during its 1970 Centennial, and apparentlly the hoity-toity Brahmins who ran the place were not above a little manufactured controversy to draw attention to the blockbuster of the moment. Some ancient object or other was allegedly stolen and later turned up buried somewhere on the Fenway, or something like that (don't remember the details but just the flavor of the moment). The Boston Globe photographer found the perfect photo op in the classic beauty of a pretty young thing on the Museum staff.
Update: The 73rd Carnival of the Cats is open for business at Mind of Mog.