After yesterday’s post on the convent cats of Mystras, Greece, I realized that I have further holiday snaps of kittehs that I can foist on you. For the rest of this week, then, until Friday, I’ll show cats I’ve encountered on my travels.
The first dollop is from Istanbul. Two years ago I was invited to Middle East Technical University in Ankara to talk about Darwinism. (This was the biggest audience I’d ever had: over 1200 people.) After Ankara I went to Istanbul, where I’d been in 1972, to revisit that fabulous city.
Like Greece, Turkey is full of kittehs: they are everywhere in the city, including the mosques and museums. Here’s a beautiful kitten in the graveyard of the Prince’s mosque (Şehzade Camii’), where dozens of cats roam free. I would have dearly loved to take this little guy home with me, but he was already wild and shy, and I couldn’t approach him.
A cat resting in an appropriate niche at the Archaeology Museum, near Topkapi Palace:
And Old Softy again with his ubiquitous box of cat food. This is in either the Blue Mosque or the Aya Sofia. I’m not sure whether feeding cats in a mosque is a breach of etiquette.
Seduced by kittehs! The owner of the Troy Rug store has three cats which lounge and sleep on rugs in front of his place. I stopped to pet and photograph them (and, as you can see, to give them a snack), and you know what came next. I returned the next day and, after strenuous bargaining, bought a small Anatolian silk rug woven with animal designs. The owner told me the cats draw in a lot of business!