There are no cats in America

[Kaido]

And the streets are filled with cheese

 

[Newbian]

And the rivers are full of mayo.

 

[dave_the_nerd]

The cat trying to tear me away from my computer says:

 

[shortylickens]

Thats pretty much the mindset of most immigrants. They have no freakin clue what America is really like and are awfully surprised when they get here.

Its actually not at all funny.

 

[Annisman*]

Great movie.

 

[Kaido]

Thats pretty much the mindset of most immigrants. They have no freakin clue what America is really like and are awfully surprised when they get here.

Its actually not at all funny.

 

[Kazukian]

 

[John Connor]

I seen that movie at non other than Universal Studios years ago.

Probably because Steven Spielberg created it or something.

 

[Mike64]

And the streets are filled with cheese (or squirrels, as the case might be, see below...)

There's actually a rather large, surely self-sustaining, population of feral cats in my Brooklyn neighborhood. (It's not bizarre to see the occasional outdoor cat elsewhere in Brooklyn, but I've never run across another neighborhood anywhere nearly as heavily populated as mine.) At one time, in fact, there was a truly huge "colony" (whatever a colony of cats is called) living out of the attic of a large house next to my apartment building, that was inhabited by a couple of "eccentric", but at least not obviously insane, old women (in addition to the cats of course). There was a really big hole in their roof, and a fairly big tree in the backyard in which the cats hung out by day when the weather wasn't actually freezing cold....

The house, tree, and yard were replaced some time ago by an ugly, small, low-rise "apartment building", presumably by whomever bought the property after the demise of the aforementioned women, but I strongly suspect that colony - and when I say huge, I mean more than just a few dozen cats - was the original source of the neighborhood's current population. I don't remember when the hole appeared in the roof and never had any idea how it came into being in the first place, but it wasn't there, and there wasn't a noticeable cat population in the neighborhood, when I first moved here in 1979. But by the time I came back from college in 1986, it had definitely settled in...

I'm sure it helps some that people feed them (some), but the population has been around for somewhat more than 30 years, so it's not new, and it's much too large to be composed solely of abandoned pets and strays (unless by some bizarre coincidence, everyone in Brooklyn comes here to abandon [] their unwanted pet cats, and strays immigrate from far-flung areas....) If you weren't used to it, I guess it would be a little weird to see more cats roaming around the streets than squirrels (surprise, surprise/), but I like cats, so I actually find it kind of cool, if somewhat depressing to know they surely live short, not-wonderful lives - at least they apparently manage not to get hit by cars, since in all those years I've never seen a roadkilled cat...)