Here's the last of our kool kitties, the powerhouse from Prospect Park, Willy! Having been born and bred in the wilds of Brooklyn before we got him, Willy prefers outdoor living to being cramped up in our small New York apartment. He made his desires to get out of the city and back into the country very clear (I still have the scars to prove it!) and now lives with my parents in CT.
Last month Willy found out the hard way that he's not the baddest bruiser on the block after he had a run-in with some animal that was obviously bigger than he is. He came home in pain with bite marks in his legs and was rushed right to vet. The doc stitched him up and sent him home, but he had to wear the crazy cone seen in this pic so he couldn't scratch and reopen the wound.
Whenever I see this shot, I think back to that movie One Crazy Summer... "Cat from Mars! Cat from Mars!!"
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Our Bad Boy from Brooklyn
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