New York Shitty Day Starter: Waiting
Filed under: 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
It is scenes such as this that make me happy I am acclimatized to walking 4,5,6 miles in a clip— and own a good pair of sneakers.
Miss Heather
Happy Feral Cat Day!
Filed under: 11378, Bronx, Brooklyn, Crazy Cat Lady, Maspeth, Maspeth Queens, New York City, Queens, Staten Island
Jesse writes:
Thank you for covering feral cats (and domestic cats), as well as doing posts about TNR workshops. I’m writing to see if you’d consider doing a post for National Feral Cat Day (on very short notice – it’s 10/16!) to raise awareness about feral cats and what people can do to help.
Every neighborhood in NYC has feral cats and most people innocently feed them, not knowing you can do anything else to help out these feline underdogs. But they can – through Trap-Neuter-Return! Our website with general information is here. And the workshops, including one on 10/16, are listed here.
We’re always willing to provide feral cat content at any time, National Feral Cat Day or not, so please keep us in mind!
Duly blogged!
Miss Heather
Photo Credits: Yours truly— with the help of a few feral feline friends from Queens.
A North 3rd Street PSA
Filed under: 11211, Advanced Life Forms, Street Art, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
This post goes out to my friend Teresa whose birthday is today. She is a woman loves— and much more importantly: needs— a good laugh. I hope this helps. May the machine elves (and/or your many friends— and I know you have the latter) be the bearer of many gifts and good wishes on this, your special (and hard-earned), day. I suspect I speak for all who have had the pleasure of knowing you when I write that I hope you have many, many more. You go, girl!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Goodbye
It is with a heavy heart that I inform everyone that one of my favorite bodega ladies, Neer, of AJ Farms Market will be leaving us— SOON. I learned this today, which was her last at her soon-to-be former job. She will be moving to Maryland where she has family (and undoubtedly bigger and better opportunities). After recovering from the initial shock I wished Neer the best of luck and begged her to stay in touch. She said she would try— and informed me she might take Larry, one of the Garden Spot’s most-beloved bodega cats, with her. I told her that while his absence would definitely be felt by his numerous fans hereabouts (foremost among them: yours truly), I understood: Larry is, first and foremost, her cat. Or more accurately: she is Larry’s person. Whether to stay or go is his decision to make, not ours.
Goodbye, Neer. I will miss our near-daily chats and musings over Larry’s (latest) antics.* Whether you knew it or not, you will be missed by more people than you think! You were more than just a woman at the cash register to many of us: you were a friend. And I suspect I speak for many when I write that I am proud to have called you a neighbor.
Miss Heather
*Beating up dogs, mostly.
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