Filed under: 10003, East Village, East Village Manhattan, New York City, Urban Fur
Today yours truly saw a great many festively fettled furkids in the East Village. The above fellow garnered a great deal of attention and commentary. This is of course because he is cute as hell.
I like cute. Cute is good. But I have a rather idiosyncratic sense of what constitutes awesome— and this is what I saw on Stuyvesant Place.
His name is Xerxes.
I was a mite bit confused by the name: Xerxes. For those of you who are not in the know (and you can thank a very enthusiastic college professor for this), Xerxes was a ruler of Persia.
Persia is allotted its very own breed. They are called (imaginatively enough) Persians and are quite hairy. As you can see Xerxes is not so encumbered. Such are the occasional absurdities which remind me why I (still) live in this town. Not only is Xerxes a rescue cat, but per his person he loves to strut his stuff alongside dogs. And today he did just that at a local Halloween parade. Wait, that sounds familiar.
The New York Shitty Checklist to the Upcoming Ghostbusters Apocalypse:
- Human Sacrifice: Not yet— but I would not rule out these folks suggesting that homeless people be
renderedre-purposed into dog food.
- Mass Hysteria (via the Internets): “Ebowla-gate”.* Check.
- Dogs and cats living together: Check. It is actually much worse. There was a hairless pussy in a bee suit marching alongside dogs. In a parade.
Where is Bill Murray when you need him?
*What seems to have been and is lost on a great many people here is Doctor Spencer actually bothered to go to Guinea and help Ebola patients. Before we tender judgement (about how/where Mr. Spencer went) maybe we should ask ourselves the following question:
Would I have done this?
I am guessing the answer is “No”.
Taken by Robert S.
Filed under: 11216, Crown Heights, Crown Heights Brooklyn, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Fur
Taken October 17, 2014.
It’s a cat’s life, folks…
(Taken October 14, 2014.)
Filed under: 11106, 11211, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Gentrification, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Fur, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
A fulsome feral fella from Judge Street.
A pampered pussy just down the block.
Garfield in bondage via a truck grill a little further down. Maujer Street, methinks.
Naturally I had to check in on my favorite feral cat Callie. So I headed east on Meserole Street. Therein I discovered the “Cat Hotel”!
Alas, neither she nor her “friend” Peter were to be found. However, her on-again/off-again companion from across the street was holding court.
He’s one handsome— and thankfully ear-tipped— fellow.
And last, but hardly least, this lass.
She put on quite a show for yours truly— and in return got ample rubbins!
Filed under: Manhattan, New York City, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Fur
Taken by Scoboco.
Filed under: 10003, East Village, East Village Manhattan, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Fur
Taken by David Sierra.
Taken September 7, 2014.
Taken by Robert S. Photography.
Filed under: 11105, Astoria, Astoria Queens, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Fur
As I stated previously, the Mister and I are taking a staycation. and No staycation would be complete without a visit to Jolson’s Fine Wines & Spirits. He, so as to acquire some grappa and raki. I, so as to visit my favorite brick shit house of a cat: Chupi.
He even got up close and personal for the camera!
Here’s a profile shot.
This yawn shot came out rather hilarious. Eventually Chupi’s aide de camp, Bagheera, graced us with his presence.
The make a pretty awesome team, don’t they?