Taken in the apartment in which I lived on Black Street in Halifax, Nova Scotia.
This photograph is more about recollection than aesthetics (but this is a photo-journal, after all, so I may indulge myself now and again!).
The cat's name was probably spelled as "St. John", and might have been taken from the character of the same name in Charlotte Brontë's Jane Eyre. He was a Siamese (clearly), and one of three cats belonging to the woman who was the primary tenant of the apartment. The other two cats were a fluffy long-haired black-and-white female (Tasha), and a large ginger tabby male (Salvador, if I recall correctly).