A day at the cat cafe

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Chris enjoys feline fine dining – and some aerial dramatics...

Chris Pascoe’s Fun Tales

Teddy regularly descends on tables from the sky

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When you spend your life looking after cats and writing books about cats, what do you do for a day off from cats? That’s right – you go to a cafe absolutely bursting to the brim with cats. It’s a no-brainer. Literally.

The place in question was a cat themed cafe, and somebody thought it would be a good idea to book me in for a birthday lunch there… A lunch with 12 cats.

When told about this gift, I remember thinking I’d really been hoping for one of those high-powered monoculars, so I could view things close-up from a distance, rather than just walk over to them, but the cat cafe it was, and it actually turned out to be a lot more fun than I could ever have imagined!

The first cat I met on arrival was Emmy, a tabby missing a leg and half a tail, but this didn’t stop her giving me a warning nip when I bent down to stroke her.

“Well, this is going as predicted, I must say,” I muttered as she marched away, half-tail to the sky, giving me the haughty tea towel-holder farewell.

Next up was Xena, a high energy tabby who apparently runs all night on a giant hamster wheel. I didn’t see her move once in the two hours we were there. My type of cat.

A third cat, Mercury, was asleep on a blanket and so out for the count he didn’t seem to notice he was in a cafe full of people.

Two completely still cats in a row – I was really beginning to like this place.

But then… I met Teddy. Regular readers may wonder how my barely-sentient rabbit made his way into a cat cafe in Hampshire, but no, not that Teddy. This was a one-eyed long-haired tabby, and I sensed his presence long befor

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