Look at this sad, sad face.

He’s a two-year-old who’s available for adoption at the Petco in Union Square. I often wonder if cats project a certain emotion because of the way their face is shaped or their fur is patterned across their face, or if they really do feel the way I think they do. On the other hand, most cats look somewhat befuddled, confused or alarmed when they see me. That is indeed because the cats I see around here are either strays or someone else’s cat, and do not understand why this stranger is cooing and waving frantically at them.

This poor little kitty just arrived at Petco and I bet he was tired and scared of all the people who were staring at him, changing the tag on his cage and snapping photos of him (well, that was just me). I hope someone adopts him soon – I would, but I have a no-pet-policy apartment and I’m planning to move to a rabies-free country, to boot. I think Taiwan quarantines animals for six months when they first arrive in the country.

Another pic:

And, yes, I did PhotoShop these pics for maximum patheticness. But I posted them to several NYC groups on Flickr, in hopes that someone with a more stable life than I will fall in love and take Mr. Sad Eyes home with them, where he will get all the canned food and belly rubs he deserves. Or, if it’s more to his liking, “quiet time” in dark closets.