This is the second installment on a series I’ve started. The crazy BART lady was the first feature.

This guy is pretty old and shabby, but has an unusual relationship with his bushy, sullen cat.

He’s about 60 years old, and would probably be about 5’9″ if he could stand upright. But years of carrying his life-in-a-backpack and an obese cat across his shoulders have reduced the poor guy to a stoop.

Totally unobtrusive. Never heard him make so much as a peep. He just ambles down the street with his cat perched on top of him, motionless.

I’ve seen him:

• with the cat sitting on his backpack (see Tim’s picture to the right)
• with his cat sitting across his shoulders (I’m serious)
• holding his cat by the leash. He’ll pause as the cat investigates a fire hydrant or a piece of molten gum.

A display of symbiosis like I’ve never seen one.