A cat got herself stuck in the walls of a building in the West Village. She’d been missing two weeks – and presumed stolen because she’s a pretty cat – but then the walls started meowing.
With the help of remote video cameras, a whole fish donated by a nearby restaurant owner, and a guy named Kevin Clifford, Molly was rescued.
What caught my attention was that Kevin Clifford was described as a miner who extended his workday to help get Molly out, and I couldn’t imagine what a miner who lived in NYC could possibly be doing. But it turns out, Kevin Clifford isnt’ a miner per se, or rather, he’s a very special kind of miner called a sandhog. (I confess, I’m really antsy to get back to working on my novel that concerns – you guessed it – both miners and sandhogs.)
But either way, he loves animals, and Molly is now hiding/resting under furniture in her owner’s apartment after time in spent of flashbulbs, chaos, and crowds. Hopefully everyone’ll go away shortly so that she won’t want to find a new wall to crawl into.