One Time I Finally Made it To Harlem.

I thought perhaps there was some force field keeping me from that place. Around the same time that The Bearded Companion and I made Brooklyn our home, dear friends Roger and Kristin moved into a stylish nook in Harlem.

For some reason, this distance proved too great.

I made it partway there a few times, once being waylaid by surprise snow in October near Washington Square Park, another time having had too many IPAs and no coat at a business meeting that stretched deep into the evening. My windows face in their direction, and so I gaze outward wondering, where? Why?

NEVER FEAR– I MADE IT. On Sunday night, Roger, Kristin, and Maine Coon-owner Dave escorted me north of here, just in time to meet Virginia, the new addition to the family. (Though, Kristin will be firm to note that this cat is NOT HER CHILD and therefore their parents are NOT NOW GRANDPARENTS.)

Here is a selection of pictures (some of which were taken by Kristin herself), so you can admire what some will call her non-traditional beauty, but what I will affirm is pure adorabality.

What kept me for so long! There is a cat! There are lovely homewares! My friends are amazing! The A train that connects us is hilariously fast! There are even CAT COOKIES.

With love for these people, and their cat, I write this blog, and state that the distance between myself and Harlem is no longer unexplored so prepare to see me everyday, in particular tomorrow.


About bearicaquinn

Smallish, smushy in the sad parts, certainly destined for cat-lady-dom. Enjoys boats, bikes, black coffee, pug faces, sourdough bread, the morning when you have slept long enough, beards, mountainsides, art, rooftops, etc. Will continue to live in things that are interestingly shaped. So octopus.
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