Region(s): Northern Italy and Eastern Europe Alsace, France Oregon, Washington and California (New World).Ideal Food Pairings: mild cheeses, salads, chicken dishes (especially lemony ones) and salmon.Tends to Taste: fruity, citrusy, light and crisp.I finally caught up with her, and oh how pleasant she was! Instant friendship: 10/10. I have seen this pretty-eyed cat several times, but always from a distance and more often than not scuttling around between the cars and bins, so that when I get nearer, she is gone. At which point, she immediately jumped into the yard and sat there looking annoyed. She didn’t move an inch, until I offered my hand. She watched me intently as I slowly walked over to her. It’s probably her house, with its low brick wall, ideal for cat loafing. And on the exact same street, at the exact same house. This loafing cat I have encountered before. He’s usually good for a chat, but on this particular day, he was dead set on just hanging out on a recently laid tarmac driveway of probably not his house. It’s the hefty ginger tom that lives on one of the side streets near our flat.
Conclusion: not 100% a cat, but rather some sort of hybrid I can’t even begin to imagine. Why does this cat look like the Pokemon Eevee? She was so fluffy, so excited to come over, so eager to wrap herself around my legs, but yet … so strange in her non-cat peeping noises, so random in trying to actually, legitimately bite me, and so odd in using car tyres to sharpen her claws. I’m sure the neighbours would be less than thrilled to learn of her escapades. Indeed, I witnessed to her trying to get underneath the table tarp, after having used the soil as her own personal toilet. Perhaps her look is more of determination, rather than menacing intent, as if to say, “I am 100% intent and committed to having this random lady pet me.” She was quite silky, if somewhat thin.Ĭat two would appear to have been caught in the act. But nonetheless, here are some cats.Ĭat one looks hella mad, but I can confirm that she was not. Hence, cats are in short demand at the moment. And if it’s not a nice day, I generally take the bus all the way home, and skip the walk altogether because there’s nothing I hate more than walking in the rain for no good reason.
If it is a nice day, I will generally end up walking half way home, along one of two routes (which are the shortest routes because I’m already walking 45 minutes and I don’t really fancy detouring to find cats, as awesome as they are). I will admit that my walks are much more limited now, having gone back to work in an actual building. Also, it really only won out because there is a somewhat decent amount of content enough that I felt could warrant putting something together. Could you tell? Did the lack of new blog posts give it away? So I’ve come back to a tried and true topic that I know you all love: cats. I’ve been struggling to find something to blog about lately.
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