I've been lucky in the past two days when it comes to cat sightings (I almost met a cat who lives in an unrenovated Tribeca loft space this morning, but he wasn't hungry for treats, apparently). This evening my boyfriend and I grilled burgers and then made s'mores on our little webber grill in our "backyard." When we were roasting marshmallows Adam noticed this little cat spying on us. At first it was shy, but when it learned that we were nice it rubbed all over the hurricane fencing between us. Its fur was so soft. It also had a flea collar, which makes me think that the church next door (whose property is on the other side of the hurricane fence) takes care of it.
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