You see some interesting things while wandering around the west end in Vancouver.
That is a fat, old cat. Probably the size of two soccer balls, and cool as can be.
I couldn’t tell if it was guarding the store or just hanging out. Either way, he never looked at us once. Just kept staring out the door.
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yeah… he didn’t seem phased by us… although i would have lacked the courage to walk past him and into the store – darn thing could take me down in a flash.
how do you know that isn’t a stuffed cat?! anything is possible in Vancouver. We had a building cat named George, he was that big too and he liked to ride the elevators 😛