Gatti

Joe jokingly calls Sarah the Cat Whisperer – she spies felines wherever we go and she usually makes friends with them!

This week, we have met:

Frank* – Siamese mix that sits at Sarah’s feet during dinner at our favorite restaurant and she feeds him bits of her dinner.

Bianca* – white feral female somehow related to Frank

UN – shy tabby in this same neighborhood

Marmalade* – shop kitty with a bright green collar who sleeps most days on the sill of the shop opposite the newsstand. Startled us one day as it suddenly darted across the road in front of us seemingly hell-bent on running straight into the side of the brick wall of the newsstand. Like magic, Marmalade disappeared in a flash! Turns out there is a tiny drain hole and it dove into this hole like a cartoon!

Muhammed* – tabby in cat prayer pose facing east

Arwen II* – reincarnated Arwen sleeping in chairs at a beach restaurant; very put out when people moved her to use the chairs for lunch service.

Olive* – black cat in cliff-side restaurant above the harbor

Biscus* – calico cat curled up in city planter; actively and busily grooming itself while comically crammed into the roots of the planter’s plants!

Sordo* – orange cat staring downhill while perched on the edge of a roof. We noticed this cat mid-way on our walk up the stairs from the beach. Sarah was taking an inhaler break! The cat ignored us completely. It was not impressed with her asthmatic crisis and had no sympathy for the silly humans that took the stairs instead of the road.

UN – a pile of brown tabbies sleeping on the plaza in front of the local fish shop. Reminded Sarah of the barn cats of her youth.

*Names are from the imagination of Sarah and have no proof attached to their veracity. The cats may or may not respond to her names for them. Perhaps her Italian is not clear? Perhaps they are deaf? But then again, they are cats.