Tag Archives: Nick at Nite

The Cat in the Window

There’s a prewar building that has a floor at street level I pass quite often. The elderly woman who lives there, leaves the shades on her front windows open so her cat can look out. She’s a big cat, gray … Continue reading

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Men Who Shed

I’ve met the Dom Deluise of dogs with a matching owner. A Saint Bernard named Benny with a tongue that could stretch to Pittsburgh, and a coat, coating the park like white and brown confetti, is loping alongside me. You … Continue reading

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