Jimmy and I were in Sunset Park late last night walking up 9th Avenue to the D train when we saw this adorable, little, long-hair cat! He was super friendly and wanted to rub all over us, so I was a bit hesitant to pat him in case he was rabid. But, I learned, he was not rabid at all. He is just a friendly bodega cat.
Here he is, hanging out with his owner and a store patron:
Monday, January 14, 2013
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Ollie's Place
Here is a picture of Ollie's, a no-kill stray rescues in the East Village, that Heidi sent me. Kitties need love!
Pet Memorial
Heidi sent me this pet memorial mural that is at the Whiskers Holistic Pet Care store in the East Village.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Cat Bookends
Jimmy and I went to the first Saturday event at the Brooklyn Museum last night and discovered this set of copper cat bookends made by the Chase Brass and Copper company in the early 1930s in the storage space on the fifth floor.
Desperate Cat
I was walking home from the gym this evening when this adorable black cat came running toward me. It must have know that I am a crazy cat lady because sat at my feet, rubbed all over me, and put its paws on my knee when I bent down to pat it. It certainly seemed well-fed, so I am a bit worried that it somehow escaped from its home and is now lost. I hope it reunites with its owners soon :-/
(Note: The picture, admittedly, looks like crap, but it would have just been a photo of blackness if it weren't for my new discovery of auto-adjust.)
(Note: The picture, admittedly, looks like crap, but it would have just been a photo of blackness if it weren't for my new discovery of auto-adjust.)
Cat Hat
Heidi sent me a picture of this cat hat today. Here is her story:
"Ok, so the wittle hat I found on the street in Cobble Hill where some parent is probably listening to a lil girl cry over losing it. I put it on the meter in hopes they'd return and find it and realized it was a kit [cat] and so propped up her ears for a shoot."
"Ok, so the wittle hat I found on the street in Cobble Hill where some parent is probably listening to a lil girl cry over losing it. I put it on the meter in hopes they'd return and find it and realized it was a kit [cat] and so propped up her ears for a shoot."
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