Urban Fur: Window
From Metropolitan Avenue.
Miss Heather
P.S.: This one goes out to my buddy Christine. Happy birthday!
Urban Fur: Staropolski Meat Market
I am not completely fluent in Feline, but I suspect what Daisy is saying here is she wants her window back!
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: A Very Different Kind of Urban Fur
Vinny writes:
Hey Miss Heather!
Next to my office in Long Island City is a taxi medallion company and they have a few strays that live there (a nice lady comes by each day and leaves food for them). Yesterday, as I was leaving work, I saw two furry critters chowing down. On closer inspection, one of them wasn’t your usual urban fur!
Head over to Vinny’s site and watch this video for yourself. Seeing is truly believing!
Miss Heather
P.S.: Thanks for passing this along Vinny!
Urban Fur: Funny Face
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Fur
From India Street.
SLH (on the behalf of Miss Heather)
Urban Fur: Special Crosstown Local Edition
One never knows who— or what— she will meet on the G trains nowadays. So you can imagine my curiosity when I spied something with whiskers and tail out of the corner of my eye. I went over for a closer look.
Me (to child on the left): Is that a gerbil in your hand?
Child on the left: Yes.
Me: What is its name?
Child on the left: Ginger Junior.
Me: What is your name?
Child on the left: Ginger.
Me (to the child on the right): What is your gerbil’s name?
Child on the right: Fishy Junior.
Me: Let me guess, your name is “Fishy”?
And indeed it was! Hey, at least these cute little furry ones weren’t rats. God only knows the G train has a plentiful supply of those already. Perhaps we should hook these guys (or gals) up with Edie?
Miss Heather
Urban Fur: New Arrival At The 99 Cent Store
Filed under: 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Fur
This weekend the Mister and I found a most unusual item in front of this yours trulys favorite 99 Cent Store.
This little lass. Concerned, I brought her inside the store and asked if she happened to be under their employ. The look on the cashier’s face said it all: a most definite yes. After explaining I found her outside, I inquired as to what this, Greenpoint’s newest shop cat, name was. Her answer was as follows:
Philip.
You realize this cat is a female?
I replied. To wit the cashier told me she was quite aware of this and explained she had initially given this cat a Chinese name— but a customer pointed out that folks hereabouts would have trouble pronouncing it. This person, in turn, said this cat’s name should be Philip— and it stuck.
You need to get more with the times.
A customer, an older gentleman, chimed in.
“You’re right”, I replied, “it is the 21st century after all”.
Oh yeah, my name is Mary.
He added. So there have you.
Miss Heather
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