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Back to the Blog (Part 2)

Happy Birthday, Blog

Sixteen years ago today, I started a Blogger called Bklyn Bulging. It was a primarily a moblog with photos and text composed and uploaded from my Treo 600.1

Not surprisingly, the first post featured my cat.

Marla Singer in Brooklyn, December 19, 2004 (Treo 600)
Helena in Manhattan, December 19, 2020 (iPhone 12 Pro Max)

It felt like magic to instantly share images and thoughts from wherever I was at the moment. Blogging pushed all kinds of creative and nerd buttons within me. I loved it.

2004 was also the midst of a tough time in my life and I was in a very introspective place, trying to figure out how I got to where I was and where I could go next. The blog, along with the journaling I’d been doing for years, was a way to help myself sort the situation. Sharing what I saw around me and connecting it to other things on my mind and in my heart was, if nothing else, therapeutic.

(Public Service Announcement: actual official therapy from a professional was immensely helpful too. If you’re struggling and you think you need to talk to someone, do not hesitate like I did for too many years. Just please go try it.)

Blogging was also a way for me to continue to practice writing for an audience again. Peeling, the wonderful NYC Asian-American theater collective I was a member of, had recently gone defunct, closing the only public outlet I had for writing.

At the time, I hadn’t made any films yet but very badly wanted to get started. Bklyn Blggng helped keep those muscles working while I taught myself how to write and direct short films. Writing begets more writing, in my experience.

Me and my sis, aboard the Transit Museum’s Holiday Nostalgia Train, December 19, 2004.
Me with the same hoodie, December 19, 2020.

In the next installment of this series, I’ll cover more of the journey back to blogging. But today I just wanna wish the blog HBD and reflect a bit on the passage of sixteen years.

The hoodie’s still in good shape.


1In 2020, we clearly recognize this as social media, but in 2004 it was a pretty rare thing. And I remind you young whippersnappers that when Twitter got started, they were known as a microblogging service.

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Self-Care

It’s true: exercise & pets can help reduce anxiety

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Supposedly

Supposedly cats don’t know what cameras are. Supposedly they just randomly & inadvertently put themselves in photogenic situations.

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Birthday Cat 2020

Happy 10th birthday to my dearest Helena. You can’t ask for a better cat to spend a pandemic with. 

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Tired/Wired

Tired: drone delivery from Amazon
Wired: balloon delivery of cat treats

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Essential Cat Working

Remember: you’re always an Essential Worker to your cat.

(Thank you to all the real Essential Workers out there.)

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240fps

My cat at 240 frames per second

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CAT: Cat Aerial Transit

Super excited to announce completion of CAT (Cat Aerial Transit), connecting left & right sides of our living room with a dedicated feline right-of-way.

Project completed on-time & under-budget thanks to unexpected West Elm sale. 

#LeapDay

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You need a cat

Every day is Caturday when you have a cat. #adopt

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Your cat needs adventures

Why should dogs have all the fun? For a happier cat, take ‘em for walks. #adventurecats

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Mugging for the camera

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Cat’s in the bag

Indie filmmaking essentials: gaff tape, cheap tripod, releases, headphones, ~10lb cat

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Unicorn


I refuse to let my cat wear a unicorn “costume” given by a well-intentioned friend. These things are demeaning and uncomfortable.

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Bathtub Cat

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All You Need is Cat

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TV Dinner

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X Cat

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Lamp Cat

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Happy New Year 2016


Helena and I wish everyone a purrrrrfect 2016!

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Book Jacket Cat

Helena’s author photo for the cover of her next book.

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Relaxed Cat


Is your day already too hectic? Don’t stress, Helena is busy taking it easy for ALL of us.

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Happy Birthday Helena

Happy fifth birthday to my awesome Helena.

 
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One Fast Cat

My cat > Making people laugh > My dignity

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Everyday is Caturday


Every day is #Caturday (when you have a cat).

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Amazon Prime Cat

Really psyched that Amazon Prime Cat is finally available in my neighborhood.

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Metropolitan Cat

#tbt Ten years ago this month: an early Photoshop class assignment featuring the late great Marla Singer.

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Let’s Talk About Cat Enrichment

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Cat Enrichment: Greenies Dispenser

Slow-mo cat week continues: Helena operates the Greenies dispenser.

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Cat Enrichment, Human Entertainment

Cat enrichment, human entertainment. Everybody wins.

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Sunday Morning Cat

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Nerd Saturday

iPod OG

Once a year I charge up my original iPod to make sure the battery and hard drive still work, because I wanna keep this thing playing forever. Helena is impressed that Thunderbolt can still connect to Firewire 400.


CLIC

Soon after you get over the shock of being old enough to need reading glasses, you realize they’re kind of a pain in the ass to actually use. These CliC glasses are easy to wear, less than $30, and make me look like the shop teacher I always wanted to be. I love ’em so far.

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Feline Enrichment

You don’t need money or space to create an enriching environment for your cat. You just need a few things from Ikea and the ability to withstand judgmental comments from visitors.

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The Confident Cat

Want to exude confidence? Here’s how I learned.

(Courtesy aspcapro.org)

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Welcome to Kaohsiung

Can’t believe this ad is still running. Hasn’t Taiwan suffered enough?

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Silos


It’s not cruel to make your cat work for its food. It’s enrichment!

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The Chillaxed Cat

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Helena

Before the inevitable onslaught of snow pix, here’s a cat pix of my dear Helena.

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Monday is Cat Week: Top Shelf

Sometime next year, this bookcase that Helena’s crouching on will probably be replaced by cat shelves. I have a feeling she can’t wait.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/jpchan/11640494703/

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Monday is Cat Week: The Condo Life

Helena proves that the best things in a cat’s life are free: your attention and cardboard boxes.

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Monday is Cat Week: Login

Helena puts the lion in Mountain Lion.

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Monday is Cat Week: Splendor

It’s week three (or maybe four) of Helena’s first-ever indoor grass patch. I’ve yet to catch her chillaxing on the turf, but the cat-shaped imprint there tells me all I need to know.

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Monday is Cat Week: A Bird in the Paw

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Monday is Cat Week: Helena at Home

She’s only been here five months, but Helena pretty much owns the place now. Nobody’s complaining.

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An Oversupply of Veterinarians?

From today’s New York Times:

America may be pet-crazed and filled with people eager to buy expensive fetch toys and heated cat beds. But the total population of pets is going down, along with the sums that owners are willing to spend on the health care of their animals, one of the lesser-known casualties of the recession.

Today, the ratio of debt to income for the average new vet is roughly double that of M.D.’s, according to Malcolm Getz, an economist at Vanderbilt University. To practitioners in the field, such numbers are ominous, and they portend lean times for new graduates.

This article is really surprising and disturbing to me on so many levels. My takeaways:

  1. Virtually all the vets I’ve ever had to bring my cats to have been awesome. It pains me to learn that so many vets are struggling given the important work they do.
  2. Pet ownership and the amount spent on pet health care should rebound as we get further away from the recession. In a country where the population and the economy are growing, more people have pets and they spend money on them. If both numbers continue to drop, that means our future is probably fucked.
  3. The student loan situation is fucked now.
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Sodastream Anxiety

As far as I can tell, there’s no way to know if you’re near the end of a Sodastream tank. Is there a name for the anxiety that comes with this uncertainty?

NO points for answering “first world problem.” None whatsoever.

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Meet Helena

I still miss my beloved Marla Singer, but eventually I realized that the best way to honor her memory was to open my home to a cat who really needed one.

Plus, I just plain missed having a cat around the house.

So: welcome Helena, formerly of the ASPCA, NYC Animal Care & Control, and an owner who had to give her up due to a move.

Helena’s 2.5 years old, 9 pounds, and has similar coloring to Marla (I have a weakness for tuxedos) but with a personality and energy level that’s very different from my former cat.

She’s pure joy to be around.

Helena was the name the ASPCA gave her but I like it, so I’ll keep it. However, I’ll most likely add a few other names once I decide on them. Current favorites include: Helena Bonham Catter Chan and Helena Bonbon Chan, to keep the Fight Club references going…

(Manhattan)

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Marla Singer Chan 1996*-2012

Marla Singer, my beloved tuxedo cat, passed away this morning after a long battle with kidney disease, among other ailments. She was probably at least sixteen years old, though nobody knows for sure.??We were together nearly twelve years and she was by my side through some of the happiest and hardest times of my life. She made me a better person and I’ll forever miss her.

***

I remember vividly the moment I first met Marla in an apartment in Astoria in August of 2000. A friend’s co-worker’s friend found herself with one cat too many and Marla, being the newbie, had to go.

I’d lost a long-time cat to cancer the previous year and wasn’t sure when I’d be emotionally ready for another one. But my friend Mimi may have known that the time had come even before I did, because when she forwarded me an email from someone named Gisele about this cat in Queens, I found myself very eager to meet it.

It was a muggy late summer day and a long trek on the subway from my office in Downtown Brooklyn to Astoria. I was sweaty and still in my work clothes when I arrived at Gisele’s. Two very large cats greeted me in the living room, neither of them Marla, who had been sequestered in the bedroom because she had been bullying the pair.

I listened politely as Gisele told me about the cat I was about to meet: it was around four or five years old, had lived with a previous owner (or two) down south (one of the Carolinas, I think), had a broken tooth from outdoor adventures down there, and — most critically — couldn’t stay in the apartment any longer because of her aggressive ways.

Also: the cat had been named Harry for reasons she didn’t understand but that of course I was free to re-name her.

As Gisele told me all this, the two cats who were staying put lounged on the sofa, likely satisfied with themselves for making the cut. They were quite large and solid-looking. Any cat that can scare them must be a brute, I thought. I prepared myself for what was to come.

Preamble over, Gisele led me to the bedroom to meet this Southern Terror. To my surprise, the door opened to reveal a petite tuxedo cat sitting on the bed. She perked up when we entered, probably wondering if the sweaty Chinese guy was delivering food to her. Gisele left the room so we could get to know each other, closing the door behind her.

Alone now with this fearsome cat, I wondered what the fuss was about. She didn’t look very Terrible. I cautiously petted her and she responded immediately with affection. She had a friendly demeanor and beautifully classic tuxedo coloring, with a symmetrical white triangle perfectly cresting in the center of her forehead.

How could anyone mistake this little kitty, barely half the size of the two panthers sitting outside, for a bully? Surely, if she had been aggressive, she must have been provoked and had only been defending herself. After just a few minutes together, I had already become her advocate, a sure sign we’d be going home together.

We rode the subway back to my apartment in Brooklyn and before we got there I already knew her name would be Marla Singer. I’d been blown away by Fight Club the year before and remembered thinking that if I ever had another female cat, she might well be named after Helena Bonham Carter’s character if the personality (and/or the look) fit.

Fortunately, the casting was perfect: feline Marla had already established herself during her brief time in Astoria to be as dangerous (when unfairly provoked, of course) as Fight Club Marla. And visually, tuxedo Marla perfectly matched movie Marla’s black-and-white pallor and palette.

Somehow my vague, quirky wish for a new cat had come true at a time when I wasn’t even sure I wanted a cat. It was an auspicious start to the twelve great years we’d have together.

***

Marla was diagnosed with early-stage kidney disease and hyperthyroidism in 2009. Both are common ailments for “senior” cats, as Marla was by that time. (It took me a long while to get used to the idea that my cat was old and getting older.) Hyperthyroidism is curable with surgery and manageable with medication. Unfortunately, renal failure is manageable but terminal.

Marla began a long decline that she handled very well with medication and a lot of TLC from everyone who cared about her. (Her vets and the amazing feline renal website FelineCRF.org were literally lifesavers.) In her last year, she “crashed” several times as her disease progressed, each time coming perilously close to the abyss, but each time bouncing back and becoming herself again — a friendly, contented, loving cat despite a life that had been rough at times.

When the final crash came this week, she weighed just 2.4 pounds, less than a third of her mass when I met her in Astoria. She’d literally used up every bit of herself to keep going.

Marla surprised everyone by surviving so many crashes and living as long as she did. But really, this shouldn’t have been a surprise at all: Marla was a very social cat, always eager to be a part of whatever was going on. She insisted on being a part of life, until she just couldn’t any longer. My life is the richer for it.

***

*Nobody really knew how old Marla was, which only added to her mystery. If anyone reading this knows who the original owner might be, I’d love to find her actual birthday.

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Cat Acupuncture

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Today, my ailing Marla Singer got an acupuncture session in the comfort of our home. She seemed not to mind the needles and the sight of her getting the treatment made me laugh out loud. Win-win so far.

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Drinking Problem

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If Marla keeps getting into my beverages, I might have to keep photographing it.

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Reintroduced to the Wild (City)

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Before I adopted Marla, she was an outdoor suburban cat for several years. Though I think she’s lived happily as an indoor urban cat for the 10 years I’ve had her, I’ve been thinking lately it’d be nice to take her outdoors again, if I can do it safely.

Tonight was her first time on the roof deck of my building and she seems to have enjoyed it. I think a leash, a harness, and Central Park are probably in our future.

(Marla Singer HQ, Manhattan)

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Enjoying The View

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(I-95 North Service Area, Connecticut)

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Is Your Cat’s Litterbox Big Enough?

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Probably not, because the litterbox in your home is most likely sized for your needs, not your cat’s.

Give your kitty the space she needs to do her business. Marla weighs less than five pounds, but she has a 16″ x 24″ converted file box for her toilet. At 15 years old, she deserves it — and probably couldn’t
navigate a smaller one anyway.

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Monday is Cat Week: Cold But Cool

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It was 25F outside, but that didn’t stop this cat from having a grand old time on the hood of this parked car. He would lick the hood, then tumble around.I don’t know what he was tasting, but it must have been delicious. I’m just glad his tounge didn’t stick to the metal.

(Bayard St, Manhattan)

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Monday is Cat Week: Hurry Up Already

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The cat inside the Prius is not nearly as amused by the roadside photo op as I am, even though I’m the one braving 20 degree weather to get the shot.

(Darien/I-95 Service Area, Darien, CT)

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Monday is Cat Week: Stranger at the Door

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Marla hasn’t come this close to another cat in years, and judging by her reaction to her uninvited visitor, I don’t think she’s missed the feeling.

(Uptown Vets, 116 St, Manhattan)

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Monday Is Cat Week: HNL Cat

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(Bureau of Conveyances, Honolulu, HI)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Cheap Thrills

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Oh, the simple joys of cat life — and cat ownership.

(Marla)

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Monday is Cat Week: Dry The Rain

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(Clemente’s Maryland Crab House, Brooklyn)

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Monday Is Cat Week: On Grand

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I love dogs too, but they will just never be as cool as cats.

(Grand St, Manhattan)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Going Your Way

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(6 train heading uptown, Manhattan)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Drinking Problem

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When even the Drinkwell isn’t enough to quench a kitty thirst, Marla finds another solution.

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Monday Is Cat Week: Sleeping On Your Dime

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It’s a fact: you’re slaving away at your day job while your cat stays home, mostly sleeping. And if they didn’t look so darn cute doing it, you might actually do something about it.

(Bklyn Blggng HQ)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Last Looks

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Moving can be a pretty emotional experience. (Not for me, of course, because I am a bad-ass. I refer here to others.) After you’ve packed and emptied the place you called home, it’s hard not to be reminded of your mortality when you see all that empty space. Soon, someone else’s stuff will fill that void. Soon, someone else will call that place home.After ten years in Brooklyn, I sure will miss the place. My new home in Manhattan is a big step up in just about every way, but I’ll always have a soft spot for the people and places on the Q train. Do cats get wistful, too? Or is Marla just wondering where her litterbox went?

(Bklyn Blggng HQ)

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His Name Is Sasquach

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…and he eats house trees for breakfast. He is known to frequent parts of our nation’s capital but had never been caught on camera until now.

(Washington, DC)

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Monday Is Cat Week: 3 Speed

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Not unlike an old bike, my cat has exactly three speeds:
1. Begging for food whenever I walk into the kitchen.
2. Hopping on the table and trying to eat whatever I happen to be eating.
3. Looking all cute and whatnot when sleeping.

(Bklyn Blggng HQ)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Mac, Cat, Jack

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(Bklyn Blggng HQ)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Reserved

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I love cats — and this one is a cutie — but I tell ya, if I ever eat at this [unnamed] restaurant, I’m gonna ask for a seat in the No Cat Butt on Formica section. Just saying.

(West 42 St, Manhattan)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Conked Out

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(Marla)

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Monday is Cat Week: Escape!

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(Animal Kind Veterinary Hospital, Brooklyn)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Kittylispenardo

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(Lispenard St & Broadway, Manhattan)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Mac OS X ‘Marla’

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(Marla)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Wake Up!

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(Marla)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Box Cat

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(Mei Lai Wah Coffee House, 64 Bayard St, Manhattan)

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Monday Is Cat Week: By The Window

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(Marla)

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Monday Is Cat Week: Paws Revisited

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(Marla)

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Monday is Cat Week: Hollaback Cat

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(Marla)

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Monday is Cat Week: White, Black, Trendy

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No animals were harmed to make this photograph, although at least one may have been annoyed.

(Marla)

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Monday is Cat Week: Bidalasana

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Marla’s like a totally new cat since she got into yoga.

(Marla)

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Monday is Cat Week: Marla in the Superunknown

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(Marla)

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Monday is Cat Week: Four Felines

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(Clockwise from top left: Tokyo Lunch, 10 John St; Marla; Chung-Wah
Beauty Salon, 19 Pell St
; Sophia’s backpack)

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Monday is Cat Week: Paws

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(Marla)

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AM Routine

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Marla awaits my arrival at the computer desk, where I’ll have my morning smoothie and tea while reading the NY Times online. I wonder if she likes my Mac’s wallpaper…

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A quiet Sunday morning

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It’s a quiet overcast Sunday morning. I’m reading about horrific tragedies on the New York Times website, drinking tea. Marla sits on my lap, purring away. Everything is calm except the news.