because looking at pictures of other people's cats is never very interesting

Ellycat, toting one of my daughter's beanies on her back.

Ellycat, who enjoys eating pinenuts, spinach, and tuna. Who licks my arms after my morning swim. Who cries when I carry her to the laundry room. Who patrols the perimeter of the garden--showing the gophers and bunnies who's boss.

Ellycat, who knows a fine purse when she sees one (particularly if it belongs to Dora or Amy or Tucker Grandma).

Ellycat, who likes to warm her backside on my (open or closed) laptop. Who sends IMs to John. Who knows all about the 'top napkin' principle.

Ellycat. Ensuring that I'm never lonely.