A few weeks ago I saw a cat sitting outside of my apartment building. I looked at his tag and called the number. Maybe he was lost. No answer. I assumed it was a “he,” don’t ask me why but he looked healthy. Didn’t look lost either.I pet him and the cat meowed and I left for work. A few days later I saw him up the block. I passed by and said hello and he meowed back. Then this morning I saw him around the corner, standing guard. I wasn’t worried about him anymore.
Alex: Hard to tell from that photo, but I'm 90% certain that that's the cat that belongs to the florist on Riverdale Avenue. He tends to wander quite a bit. He sauntered into the Palumbo Cafe when I was there once, and he's tried to get into the karate dojo where I train on Fieldston Road several times.
Dammit, you're right! I've seen him at the Florist. Dag, he's the freaking Mayor!
I think it's more like the sheriff, patrolling the streets, making sure all is well..... :)
Yeah, he's not to be fugged with!
I'm partial to the white fluffy Maltese at the dry cleaners on Riverdale Ave. He sometimes goes out on the sidewalk for a look.