Morning "Pussy Pussy Pussy!"

Nearly every Spring, Summer, and Fall morning (it hibernates in the Winter) for the last 3 years, this animal, that shares my block on 44th St in Astoria, Queens, greets me with his “Pussy Pussy Pussy!” call. My husband, who holds a boxing title, tells me he’ll take care of it, but I thought it would be more humane to simply display this vulgar creature to the general public. Hey, at least he greets with a smile!

Submitted by Devyn

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