The other end of my street has a high concentration of cats, with one property line offering prestigious box seats for those with sufficient status to occupy them. I would often see tableaux worth photographing as I motored by, but street parking was always scarce and the moments would be lost. But there were a few times I managed to catch a snap of a feline or two while up that way on foot. I found it difficult to get the focus on that lovely tortoise colored kitty, even after many tries. The first photo is from the autumn, and her relatively trim coat hasn't built up against the cold. The latter two are from a few weeks ago, when the plum blossoms were just starting, and the tortie was fully fluffed with extra fur.
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Heehee, adorable!
When I was a kid, I was absolutely terrified of our neighbor's Siamese cat who chose our house's pedestrian gate to perch on. I would use the car gate to enter and leave ;D
Poor Hilda! I hope you've had better cat relationships since then.
Did she ever pounce, Hilda? I'd say "don't be afraid," but Siamese aren't the sweetest of cats.
This kitty looks like a sweet one.
I hope that they are not in heat...
I hope they have all been "fixed" Kris. But they do have a social hierarchy, as they do anywhere. Unfortunately, this social contingent is clustered at the entrance to this street, where cars turn in from Main Street fairly fast. I just hope my car isn't the next to kill one up there.
They do look sweet, P. (Did I just say sweetpea?)
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