When I was strolling around the island of Burano looking for shrines, I found a little corte filled with cats.
These two were not that happy to see me. I barely got this photo before they ran off and disappeared.
The other adults pretty much ignored me and continued with their meditations on life.
This beauty seems to be sticking her tongue out at me.
But then I was approached by this incredibly friendly and talkative orange kitten. He was chattering away, rubbing against my ankles, trying to climb my leg, and just generally demanding attention and petting (which he got). He was like a cross between my two cats back home - LuLu's looks and Maria's chatty personality.
The answer to the question, "What happened to the cats of Venice?" is that they have moved out to the islands. In addition to these, there were lots of cats in the park close to the Burano vaporetto stop and even more on the island of Torcello.
Speaking of Torcello, I can't believe I still haven't blogged about the day I spent there! I'll get to it one of these days. :)