Cats of Italy

This post is for Elaine, to cheer her up a bit because she's sick. And tired. A bit sick and tired. And also, she really is sick.

This blog is a collection of pictures of the cats that I have encountered in my travels thus far. There were some lost opportunities - the cat on the fence post, escaping the dewy grass; the scaredy cat in Gravina who fled as soon as he saw me and couple of cats that have sailed past me, winking, before I could get the camera out. But there were some cats that I did manage to stalk successfully and so Elaine, these are for you...

The cat in the Sorrento campsite, who spent his days on a leash. The most well behaved cat I have ever seen. Most cats I know would have gone ballistic:

The Sorrento campsite kitty, lying peacefully on the grass while tethered to a tree:

The cat from Matera having a standoff with N:

A most baleful look from the Matera cat (he's still looking at N):

The second cat from Matera was too cool to look around at either of us:

The cat from Camping Roma - playing under a tree with leaves and his own paws:

The most dignified, upper crust cat from Villa d'Este in Tivoli, surveying his fish pond:

My favourite. The cat from the Temple of Sybil in Tivoli. Guardian cat?