Okay, not a bodega, but it’s local at least.
Bookstore in Brooklyn by pedro vit on Flickr.
She looks a little evil, but you’ve got to love that name.
Muffin, age 10 months, lives in a pet food store on 6th Ave with her brother Pumpkin. “Which one is Muffin and which one is Pumpkin?” “Which one looks like a muffin? Which one’s head looks like a pumpkin?” (I didn’t get a good shot of Pumpkin but imagine shorthaired adolescent Winston.)
more proof that cats love foil packaging, in this case whatever is blue and sits next to the nutter butters. she’s adorable though.
DELI CAT: The Snack Throne
nameless, locationless, clearly the wisest cat ever. a little creepy though.
Nothing beats a cat hidden among the dusty sodas peering out the window. I love it.
Lola! you are awesome and have creepy eyes.
well that doesn’t look very comfortable at all.
nameless, manhattan, sleepy.
not in a bodega, but kinda way better.
what can we learn from this? bodega cats’ preferred location is near the chips. always.
Guys, this is Bodega Kitty.
I call him Deggy.
He’s the kitty that literally chills in the air conditioned grocery store EVERY SINGLE MOTHER FUCKING DAY.
He’s either in the middle of the floor, on the newspapers, by the fridge or here, laying by the chips.
He loves to be pet. :’D
I go with my dad to the store every day just to see the cat lol.
nameless, queens, a kitten! oh god, she is just too cute.
i found this baby playing in the bags of chips in a bodega in queens.