We are saddened to announce the death by natural causes of Spot, our bookstore cat. She was 70 cat years old. Formally know as Lady Macbeth, Spot entered the world in the spring of 1995 in a rolled up wool rug in the studio at the back of our property on Walnut Street. One of a litter of 5, her mother and one brother and sister soon found better accommodations, leaving Spot and two of her brothers to reside with us. Pywackette, our original store cat, had recently exhausted all 9 of her lives, and it was decided that Spot would take over residence at the bookstore. (After all, it's not a real bookstore if it doesn't have a cat.) Her brothers were to remain at Walnut Street in order to keep Chester, our stray Rotthuahua, company. 

     Spot ruled her bookstore roost with an iron claw (although she had none). She amassed a long list of two legged suitors who would visit her and scarcely cast a glance at the books. She demanded attention, and had no problem obtaining what she wanted. She oversaw the expansion, contraction, and eventual closure of the bookstore on Pacific Avenue. Upon taking up residence at her new digs on Walnut Street, initially she was none too pleased to be reintroduced to her long separated brothers. Eventually she became acclimated and left her brothers to rule the unkempt world beyond the glass while she was Queen of the Interior Domain. 

     She died peacefully on a rug in the living room of her Walnut Street address. She was proceeded in death by her brother Mustard who died tragically in an auto accident in April of 2004. Her brother Eldridge survives her. Internment will be private.