While running this evening near City Hall in lower Manhattan, I saw a man idling down the sidewalk with a beautiful Calico cat perched perfectly atop the ball cap on his head. It made me smile for the pure beauty and ridiculousness of it, and because it brought back instant memories of one of our first family cats: Steffie. She was a beautiful Calico and a fierce, loving mother of many--not so unlike our own.
4 comments:
I believe what you meant to say way, The Man Who Mistook His Cat For A Hat.
That's weird. Is this when you shake your head and say ... only in New York.
Damn my lame attempts at cleverness!
Only for the fact that a cat is a usual domestic creature is this less strange than the Shanghai man who would pluck bats from the air and stuff them into his jacket!
Keep up the good work.
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