From Faint Meows, a Frenzy Grows
By ROBERT D. McFADDEN
Published: April 14, 2006
In a city of great fortunes and towering ambitions, there are always tales of life and death, of hope and adventure, hanging in the balance. And so it was on Hudson Street in Greenwich Village yesterday, where the fate of a little cat named Molly has captivated New York and much of America.
Somewhere inside the stone and brick innards of a 19th-century edifice, Molly, a black 11-month-old mouser employed by a delicatessen, had been trapped for nearly two weeks, lost and wandering in a maze of beams, pipes and ancient debris.
You could hear her at times, plaintively crying just a few feet or a few inches away, just beyond the thick walls or above the basement ceiling. Rescuers theorized that Molly might be living on mice and moisture licked from pipes, and some suggested that she could survive for weeks.
"If it wasn't so curious, it wouldn't be in this predicament," Peter Myers, owner of the deli, Myers of Keswick, at 634 Hudson Street, said of Molly, who slipped into a space between two buildings on March 31 and fell or crawled through a hole into a netherworld of darkness.
Outside the 157-year-old, four-story building, reporters, photographers and television and radio crews recorded the scene and hung on every word from rescuers, who emerged now and then from steel trap doors in the sidewalk to report no progress. With little news, some reporters solicited the views of dog walkers and others who paused to watch the activity, which was making news across the country and even abroad.
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http://www.nytimes.com/2006/04/14/nyregion/14cat.html?ex=1145160000&en=d4fbdf7ad4ecb127&ei=5087%0A