Many of the bodegas in NYC and a few other places have store cats. The cats just live in the store.
(bedega = 7/11 type store)
I wish my office had kitties! They are cute and fuzzy and small! Oh well, it is probably better that they don’t have kitties…I can hear it all now. “I can certianly help you with your insurance policy Mrs. OOOH so cute when you sleep upside down!”
Very cute kitty 
Although I think my kitties can sense when I’m thinking about other kitties. While reading this thread and cooing over the pictures, my black kitty came in and promptly barfed up breakfast right behind me.
Talk about a buzzkill.
I love that kitten! He looks a little like my boy, Domino (except yours doesn’t weigh 24 lbs.). http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/karlen1956/detail?.dir=b5f1&.dnm=1d1cre2.jpg
And yours doesn’t have the Hitler moustache, either.
Is it horrible of me to love the little hitler mustache? It is the cutest thing, especially in that pic where he has his eyes crossed.
A few years ago, one of my co-workers was giving a kitten to another co-worker, so she brought the little fuzzer into the office. She (the giver) wasn’t really a cat person, and the recipient had such a busy day that she was hardly around, so I stepped in to offer my free kitten-sittin’ services. I put my sweater in my lap and the kitty in the sweater and she went right to sleep. When I had to get up, I moved the whole kit-and-caboodle (ha!) onto my desk. It was a wonderful day.
I recall a couple of times when I was working at McDonald’s that we found and adopted strays in the parking lot. Actually, one belonged to a co-worker who didn’t want to leave his kitten at home while he worked because he had big dogs. He’d bring it to work and leave it in his old beat-up car with the broken windows (this was on night shift.) We’d all run out on our breaks and feed the kitty Chicken McNuggets. One night, my mom came to pick me up from work and nearly had a heart attack when she saw the kitten calmly sitting on the hood of the guy’s car. She went into the store and told him that if she ever saw that again, she was going to take the kitten home herself. He meekly agreed, and told her he knew he wasn’t able to look after the kitty properly, although he wanted to keep her…and anyway, that’s how we got our wonderful cat Sam. He lived long and prospered, despite the brief Mc-diet.
Another time, a co-worker had found a stray kitten and we were keeping it in a big cardboard box in the break room. After a while, I went to take a bathroom break, which required me to walk through the lobby. As I did, I was greeted with many hostile customer-faces…the Muzak in the lobby was unable to cover the piercing cries of a lonely kitten which came from the general direction of the kitchen. “mee! mee! mee!” I decided I didn’t really need to pee, and scrambled back to my kitten-duties.
Jeeves, what an absolutely adorable kitty! Congrats!!
When Spiny Norman and I first got married, he was working 3rd shift, so Mew always had someone at home with her. Having been spoiled by that, when he switched to days, she got rather lonely at home, so the bossman said I could bring her to the office. So for the last couple of years or so of her life, she’d commute with me every day and hang out with me while I worked. She had her favorite spots to curl up in, and every now and then would come pay me a visit on my desk, or lay in the chair next to me. I miss having her here.
Here she is, sitting on my boss’s desk in his Out Box for me. 
I love kitties, really I do, I’d have a house full of them if I could. Just now, I cracked up at that picture of a cat in the in-box.
But do be careful with your felines in the office. Some of us have allergies soooooo bad, and the hair can linger after the puss is gone . . .
Is it just a coincidence that your SMDB name is Jeeves and your kitten is wearing a butler’s uniform???
Tuxedo kitties are so cute!
Heh, you might enjoy http://www.catsthatlooklikehitler.com/
Of course she’s sitting in the Out Box - why wouldn’t she? 
(My girl still tries to sit in shoe boxes if I leave one lying around - she outgrew them a couple of pounds ago, which just makes it funnier.)
Dang, forgot what else I meant to say. We have a sort of warehouse/storage area at work, and I think it would be the greatest thing to have a mouser in there. I think every work area should have a cat, but I’m not allergic to them. 
One night in 1982 I was on the air at KSLY in San Luis Obispo, CA, and our huge orange cat the station had adopted, Sly, was sleeping in his usual place on top of the triple stack cart deck.
About 4:30 AM, the deck went dead with an excruciating wow-down. I quickly grabbed one of our few remaining vinyl records (we only had one turntable left) and started to keep the show going with one turntable, talking between every record and cueing by sight. In the meantime, I was frantically on the phone to our engineer, who said he’d be right down.
He got there, took the back off the cart deck, and started pulling handfuls of orange cat hair out of the motor! Needless to say, he posted a HUGE note stating that Sly (the cat) was not allowed to sleep on the cart deck any more! Hey, who could blame him, it WAS warm!
Well, his eyes aren’t exactly crossed. He has some sort of old injury that makes that one eye look a little spooky. Not crossed, but kind of iridescent or something.
The Hitler moustache rocks. Definitely.
The boy cat has his shoe box that MUST be under one of the occasional tables. Actually, it’s a boot box, so there’s plenty of room in there for him. We also have occasional other boxes, and each box, as it comes in, must be thoroughly investigated and tried on. The younger girl cat likes to tip boxes on their sides, so she can pretend she’s a cave lion in her cave, I guess. During the winter, we sometimes set up boxes with old blankets in them for the cats.
I always enjoy going into a workplace and finding animals in it. Preferably cats, but dogs are good too, and I enjoy a nice lively aquarium as well.
Kittens are fun and cute. But according to Ogden Nash, who oughta know:
The trouble with a kitten is THAT
Eventually it becomes a CAT.
Kittens! In the office!
[Charlie Brown] All I got is a fish. [/Charlie Brown] 
Not that he isn’t a really cool lookin’ guy, but he’s no cat. It’s not like I can pet him or anything. He has personal space “issues”.
I’d take a picture, but Steve the Fish HATES the paparazzi. Purple Bettas are like that, though. I hear it’s their upbringing.
Used-book stores and cats seem to go together too. In fact the last used-book store I’ve been in that didn’t have a cat also had an extremely grouchy owner; I never went back.
The used-book store nearest to my house has two cats, both fat, and both fond of sleeping on the books displayed in the window. Browsing used books is even more fun when a cat decides to rub your leg while you’re doing it.
malenka was 3 days old when we found her. she went everywhere i did for a week and a half. then she decided eating every 4 hours was okay. i would dash home during lunch hour to feed her.
she was very popular.