The overflow from this urn spills into a urinal - yes, a urinal - that serves as a drinking spot for the Hemingway 6-toed cats.
The story goes that the urinal came from Sloppy Joe's Key West bar. Hemingway told him, "I might as well put one of these in my backyard since so much of my money has gone down it already."
Or something to that effect...
Here's the view from the other side.
