Just Below The Harlem River

Life is quite good -indoors in Inwood. It’s uptown Manhattan at the northern tip -the northern tip is the tippity-top, where the kitty cat Calvin loathes to stop -cat napping. Curled in a chair 100 paws from the door… clawless paws curled and inert. Licked immaculately clean of dirt. Perfectly content to go nowhere, or at most a stone’s throw away. “Everything’s here, I’m in NYC”, he mused. “If I get bored I’ll watch the news, or read the New York Post, and the deli downstairs does a pretty good job with a Denver Omelet and whole wheat toast. The Bronx is a pitter patter away, just in case I want to stray. I checked the map (there’s a little bridge) but for now, this chair is where I’ll stay, and take a kitty cat nap… all day.”