Waiting for the Thai restaurant to open
Guarding the general storeCopyright 2008 Lydia Hinshaw
MONTARA, CA -- Now that we're back in the real world, we've resumed our past-time of observing and photographing felines.
In three days, we've encountered five cats. Three lived at the campground where we spent Monday and Tuesday nights. Posed on the front porch of the campground's general store is Big Face, so named for obvious reasons. Two other gray tabbies are his companions, and one of them is friendly enough to have walked up and rubbed against my pants leg.
Wednesday morning we wandered along Main Street in Half Moon Bay, checking out possibilities for lunch. It was barely 11 a.m., and not much was open, to the chagrin of the green-eyed beauty in the top photo. This cat, gender undetermined, was waiting with a black-and-white tuxedo cat outside a Thai restaurant. If they'd had watches, they'd have been looking at them every 30 seconds.
A local passer-by volunteered that the cats are feral, fed daily by the restaurant employees. Neither of the animals would let us approach them, but both looked quite healthy. Thai food must be good for cats.
Speaking of food, we are continuing our campaign to make up for four months without seafood. Wednesday I had fish tacos for lunch, and mussels and linguini for dinner.
We have another day to gorge ourselves before we head away from the coast, for at least two more weeks without fresh fish.
In three days, we've encountered five cats. Three lived at the campground where we spent Monday and Tuesday nights. Posed on the front porch of the campground's general store is Big Face, so named for obvious reasons. Two other gray tabbies are his companions, and one of them is friendly enough to have walked up and rubbed against my pants leg.
Wednesday morning we wandered along Main Street in Half Moon Bay, checking out possibilities for lunch. It was barely 11 a.m., and not much was open, to the chagrin of the green-eyed beauty in the top photo. This cat, gender undetermined, was waiting with a black-and-white tuxedo cat outside a Thai restaurant. If they'd had watches, they'd have been looking at them every 30 seconds.
A local passer-by volunteered that the cats are feral, fed daily by the restaurant employees. Neither of the animals would let us approach them, but both looked quite healthy. Thai food must be good for cats.
Speaking of food, we are continuing our campaign to make up for four months without seafood. Wednesday I had fish tacos for lunch, and mussels and linguini for dinner.
We have another day to gorge ourselves before we head away from the coast, for at least two more weeks without fresh fish.
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