Winter or summer - I take my coffee at tables on the sidewalk. Consequently, this cat is pretty much a regular visitor. She lives on the street and is looked after by a few shop owners.
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Here she's calling for her morning breakfast on the steps.
Then she inspected my scooter.
She truly has nine lives, because she crosses this busy state road many times each day, and I've known her for five years.
Stig
*One shop owner was telling me that he was awakened one snowy night by a caller who said, "Your cat is out on the street!"
He laughed - and told me, "that's NOT my cat!"
