Urban Fur: Callie & Peter Revisited

Now that the holidays have come and gone, yours truly has recovered from whatever ailment was afflicting her AND is more or less settled into Chez Shitty 2.0 I opted to while away the sunny (if brisk) day with a sojourn through my community’s Industrial Business Zone.

While the reasons I opt to pound the pavement in this area— repeatedly— are manifold, today’s peregrinations had a purpose: to check in on my favorite feral feline of them all. Callie, as seen at left with her “person” Peter. The fact of the matter is I have seen neither hide nor hair of her since Hurricane Sandy struck. Naturally I have been quite concerned about this.

Anyhoo, this afternoon I finally made it to Bogart Street. This is where Callie holds court. I checked her shelter: nothing. Then I heard a voice:

Look behind you.

So I did.

Not only is Callie doing just fine but she was enjoying the day’s victuals in the comfort of Peter’s automobile! Suffice it to say this made me very, very happy. Those of you who wish to do so can view more images of Callie and Peter enjoying each other’s company by clicking here.