So far I have seen not a single cat in Vienna, so my experience here resembles that in Portugal. Nevertheless, I know that there have been cats in Portugal at one time, since artist Gustav Klimt owned one. A famous picture of Klimt with his moggie adorns the shop at the Leopold Museum:
SweetVisage, an artist, says this about that, but I’m not vouching for it:
Klimt was known for keeping large droves of kitties around his studio not just for the company, but also because he firmly believed that feline urine was the best available fixative for his drawings! The more you know…
And where would he get the cat urine?
The stores sell cat tchotchkes, so the residents must know of cats. Yes, I know there’s a bear in the one below. (Click to enlarge.)
This poster was in a bookstore; my translation is “One can do without many things in life, but not cats and literature!”
Another display in a bookstore:
Finally, when I’m in a local grocery store, I always inspect the cat food to see what it says about the locals. In France, for example, the cat food sounds like dishes one would get in restaurants: “pate aux legumes,” for instance. But cat food is becoming standardized all over Europe now. Here’s two LOLzy cat noms in my local supermarket, funnier for the photos than for the descriptions: