Family cats

Growing up in Lahore in the 1970s and 80s we had both cats and dogs as pets – with dogs in the front yard and cats (all of them adopted strays) in the back yard.

These days Nadia and I are the only siblings with a dog while most everyone else has cats. Nadia and I would love to get a cat as well, it’s just that Nadia is allergic to them.

On our recent trip back home I got the chance to spend some time with some of our family cats and, of course, take lots of photos of them :)

Toffee

My younger sister’s orange tabby cat. Very friendly. Loves to sleep on the corner table in the living room.

Toffee portrait

Photo of an orange tabby cat standing at the edge of a balcony, looking down the lens of the photographer's camera.

Toffee is not impressed with my photography

Photo of an orange tabby cat standing at the edge of a balcony, looking at the photographer behind the camera.

Henry

My younger sister’s white cat with blue/yellow odd coloured eyes. Not very friendly, but very happy for you to open the door to let him in and out of the room.

Henry eating his kibble

Photo of a white cat eating kibble out a bowl that's lying on a counter.

Henry interrupted

Photo of a white cat interrupted by the photographer while eating it was eating its kibble out a bowl that's lying on a counter. The cat has one blue and one yellow eye.

Henry at rest

Photo of a white cat with blue/yellow odd coloured eyes stretched out on a window seat in the sun.

Uloo

My older sister’s orange, black, and white calico cat. Very friendly, curious, and quite demanding when she wants pats and scratches.

Uloo is very interested in something off camera

Close-up photo of an orange, black, and white calico cat looking at something off camera.

Uloo at rest

Photo of an orange, black, and white calico cat sitting half on a marble floor and half on a little rug.

Nunu

My older sister’s black cat. Not particularly friendly with non-family members, so not easy to get photos of. But she is a lovely looking cat.

Nunu keeping an eye on things

Photo of a black cat sitting on a marble floor, next to a chair.

Billi/Billy

My aunt’s medium-haired tabby, a friendly adopted stray who hangs around the garden. I didn’t get to spend any time with her/him, but she/he very much wanted to spend time with us while we were visiting.

Billi/Billy wants to be let inside the house (or for us to come out and play!)

Photo of a medium-haired tabby cat sitting prettily on the verandah of a house, looking in through a sliding glass door.

Today in Cats of Kingsville

Today in our continuing series: the Cats of Kingsville…

Seriously? Not only are you walking a stinky dog you’ve brought it to my doorstep?

A white cat sitting in front of a door at the top of a residential driveway looks on grumpily off screen where there is a good on the other side of the front gate.

Dog? Yeah I noticed it. Don’t care; I’m in the sun.

An orange cat lies comfortable in a sunny patch of garden just inside a house’s front gate.

Fricking dogs. Can’t even take my morning walk without one of these stinky creatures turning up.

A cat watches and waits next to cars parked on a residential street, waiting for a dog on a lead (that’s off screen) to walk past.

Unexpected cat

Me: *opens blinds on patio door*
Neighbour’s cat:
Me:
Cat:

Pause the paws.

Me: *a few second later* Hello!
Cat: Meow?

Maggie (curled up on the sofa): *finally notices the cat, glares accusingly at it*
Me: *starts to unlock door*
Cat: *runs off back to its house*
Maggie (belatedly): *growls*

Camouflaged neighbourhood cat

Now that is a well camouflaged Cat of Kingsville.

I saw it only two steps before we walked by it, so all I had time to do was make sure Maggie stayed close to me on her lead on the other side of my legs.

Maggie, in the meantime, didn’t notice it at all. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Blending into the dirt and and into background.

It’s a little easier to see from across the street, when it doesn’t have all that dirt and background to blend into.

But even then, given how still it was sitting, you’d miss if you weren’t actively looking out for animals as you walked your dog.

Camouflaged cat is watching you.

Cats taking the high ground

Coming back to our cats of Kingsville series, though, today we saw two cats.

This one that decided that vertical separation was better than horizontal separation as I walked Maggie down its street (Maggie sniffed the base of the tree but didn’t even register the cat’s presence).

Cat up a tree, unimpressed with the fact that I’m taking its photo.

And this one that was particularly frowny about us walking by its domain :)

Disapproving cat-on-a-post is disapproving.

Friendly cat in Yarraville

We take a break from our usual cats of Kingsville coverage to show a friendly cat in Yarraville that loved getting scritched by Nadia :)

Turned up after we’d parked our car, got a few scritches, and then wandered off through the hedge into the neighbouring park.

Friendly neighbourhood cat

I don’t recognise many of my human neighbours in Kingsville, Victoria, but I do recognise most of the dogs and cats that live around here :)

This is cat I’ve met a few times, but scritched only once (when it was sitting on the fence). This appears to be its new favourite spot, though, because I’ve now seen it chilling out exactly there two weekends in a row (which is usually when I walk Maggie down this street).

It’s a really friendly cat that Maggie doesn’t react to (yay!). I hope I get to scritch it again in the future.