Cats rule the roost. Slightly drizzly day, although warm enough. All cats are opportunists and “ours” hope that one of the chairs will be abandoned with cushion in situ. And they like company. Yowl here happy to curl up on a chair I had previously occupied, snoozing as J reads. Trusting that they will be prepared to resume their natural routine as feral cats feeding on rodents and snakes and such when we leave.
Local attitude to the feline contingent pretty relaxed. Enjoying a meal in a nearby restaurant when a small cat appears by the table, having taken advantage of an open door. Persistent after attempts to discourage her. Turns out she’s not actually begging, just looking for companionship. Ends up curled up on the bench seat next to me, using my handbag as a pillow. It’s a cat’s world. 🐈
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