Photo day
Today, D and I took a trip to Brooklyn. I brought my camera because I wanted to immortalize my Brooklyn cat on film. But then I saw a bunch of other interesting sights (for example, a Christmas tree bedecked in popcorn and Froot Loops).
Here is the chickpea burger I consumed at Dumont Burger. It was preceded by butternut squash soup, which was lovely.
This is a dachshund I met on the way to pat my cat. It had a charming face, but it didn't stay still long enough for me to capture it. I know you admire its red-and-white striped sweater.
This cake must be for a bachelorette party. They had a bachelor cake, too, but it was a little indecent (see-through nightie).
Rainer and me. Rainer is named after Rainer Maria Rilke or Fassbinder (Vossbinder?) according to the nice, earnest owner.
Another shot of Rainer. I like how he rests his paw on my boot.
And finally, a vampiric invitation on the subway:
Here is the chickpea burger I consumed at Dumont Burger. It was preceded by butternut squash soup, which was lovely.
This is a dachshund I met on the way to pat my cat. It had a charming face, but it didn't stay still long enough for me to capture it. I know you admire its red-and-white striped sweater.
This cake must be for a bachelorette party. They had a bachelor cake, too, but it was a little indecent (see-through nightie).
Rainer and me. Rainer is named after Rainer Maria Rilke or Fassbinder (Vossbinder?) according to the nice, earnest owner.
Another shot of Rainer. I like how he rests his paw on my boot.
And finally, a vampiric invitation on the subway:
Comments
That's a huge burger! And I have to say- I am a little disappointed in the tameness of the bachelorette cake.
it's an awesome cat.
I wanna try a chickpea burger. I've gotten hooked on hummus lately.
what happened to the dachshund??
When I lived in Victoria, B.C., I had severval cat friends. One used to cross the road to be petted. One's owner's lived upstairs to me, and their cat would jump in my window and lay on my stomach on the window seat.
The picture of this kitty's paw on your boot reminds me of a kitten who once curled up on the sole of my foot while I was kneeling, looking at his brothers and sisters. I was going to take him, but I'd recently moved and the new place wouldn't allow pets.
Tasteful.