Missing your daily dose of kitty disregard now that you’ve moved into that one bedroom apartment that forbids your feline companion? Why not check out the cat café in Melbourne!
I had the chance to visit it on the weekend and am still struck by all the adorableness that I found within. The café has several rules including no flash photography and no sitting in the way of the cat escape hatches (I broke both and was told off by a charming Irishman who then proceeded to guilt trip me into buying a drink), but this doesn’t stop you from having the whole kitty experience with several rooms full of toys, beds and couches.
Appropriate cat disregard.
All hail the kitty overlord.
If you get bored with the kitties (really?!) there’s also a room with a Wii to avoid polite conversation with people you’ve never met over kitty cuteness.
Now, behold fat cat Lynx!
Fat cat Lynx trying to decide whether he can be bothered cleaning himself.
Fat cat Lynx trying to figure out whether he will be able to fit through cat flap. *Note flash photography and blocking cat access to escape hatches. Do not follow my example.
I’ve been looking after my friend’s cat for the last few weeks and today when I came over I happened to spot this little guy in the garden.
Strike a pose!
Contrary to popular belief, we don’t tend to have too many echidnas chilling in our backyards in my neck of the woods so I spent some time with him, taking a few photos while he dug around for food and freaked out at every bird passing over.
Om nom nom ants.
On a sadder note, I also noticed a young pied currawong being swooped by noisy minors. Usually I would just leave these guys alone because they can handle themselves, but this one had some issues going on with his legs and he couldn’t fly properly. Turns out he had severely infected legs – so bad they looked like they had been dipped in concrete. We had to say goodbye to that one.
By the by, this is a pied currawong.
Taken by Leo, Flickr – click to be taken to original image
Meanwhile my friend’s cat received no attention so cracked the nanas and wouldn’t look at me when I left. Sorry kitty!
Elf vs. AshCat
…that something is about to be destroyed?
Damn it AshCat! How am I supposed to get any writing done when you continuously try to break my dust collectors? I don’t care if they look delicious, they cost more than you did. Gedoutta here!