Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Cats Don't Fly


So my new roommate Frank (awesome guy) has this cat named Behemoth. I arrive at this apartment Wednesday night, meet Frank, go over a couple of things and then meet Behemoth. The next day Frank leaves early for work and I awake with Behemoth sitting on my back drooling. Welcome to NYC. I proceed by getting settled, unpacking, hooking up my computer, and getting my room organized. In the process I open up the window in my room to let some nice fresh NYC air into the room. When all of a sudden a pigeon lands on my window sill...forgot to mention I am 5 stories up. Out of the corner of my eye I see this cat fly across my bed in attempt to rid the city of one of its many pests with wings. The screen was not set in the window, but all I saw was the cat bounce of some invisible barrier, the pigeon escape and my heart race to my head. I could just imagine the conversation with my new roommate..."Cat? what Cat? I did not see a Cat?... What was that, make sure I don't open any windows...You got it you can count on me."