Sooty twirls dervishly beneath Jane's swirling viel, responding with a series of graceful hip gyrations of her own. Jane's husband used to maintain that Sooty's jumping about was simply her excitement at the veil fluttering like a bird. But, Jane says, "When he saw her waggling her hips to the music, he had to admit pussy was really dancing." Jane thinks Sooty might be a reincarnated harem princess, or "maybe she somehow absorbed the moves from always sleeping on a pile of Seventh Veil magazines in the living room."

 

From the book, "Dancing With Cats"
Text by Burton Silver, photographs by Heather Busch