Friday, March 17, 2006

A cat with attitude

I met this strikingly handsome cat who had tucked himself away in a wet market in Dover Road.

The distinct and symmetrical pattern on his face reminds me of The Mask.

He didn't seem to mind me squatting on my toes and snapping shots of him. In fact, he patiently posed for me for a good ten minutes while I experimented with different camera angles, none of which I can show off here, by the way, since squatting on my toes resulted in too many shaky shots.

Suddenly, a voice boomed overhead, "Miss, ah... what you doing, huh?"
I looked up and there was a man peering over my head, staring intently at my camera's flip screen.
"Oh... cat, ah?" he sneered.
Three minutes later, the guy was still behind me and showing no signs of leaving. Just as I decided to get up and leave, it was the cat who decided first that he had had enough of the man. He got up, scowled at the dude (who by the way did not seem particularly fond of felines)...

... And marched right up the stairs.

~5-Cat Style

15 comments:

Fat Eric said...

Hi!

I am glad you liked my pic of me doing my training stretches for the Catolympics. If Bombay wants to join a stretching class I will have to think of some more exercises!

cat_aunty said...

Hmm whats the problem with THAT guy??? Take cat photos funny meh?

the letter b said...

methinks he's trying to be funny with you. you know what [sone] local chinese idiots can be, see all women as game for insults when they see you do something they despise.

Bonnie Underfoot said...

I believe Mr. Cat had the right attitude. Put up with just enough, then leave with dignity intact. So what if that guy doesn't like cats? It's mutual. I'm tempted to call the cat RT because that's printed on his box.

Bonnie Underfoot said...

Bombay? Bombay? I want to say hello and fanks for the lovely dance last night. Fur such a young cat, you are furry mature. You make me feel young again. I'm no angel, but girls do like compliments. Purrs

=^..^= said...

Hi Eric, please do think of more exercises. Bombay is in dire need of shaping up before the Catolympics, especially since he's been signed up for the tumbling floor routine.


Hi Cat Aunty & Letter B, gosh... you tell me... funnily enough, it's always the men who seem to give me grief about photographing the cats. The women usually leave me to do as I please.

~5-Cat Style

Bombay said...

Bonnie! It was my purr-leasure. Maybe we will dance again furry soon? How about the lambada next time? Rrrooawwrrr!

=^..^= said...

Hey, you're right, Bonnie. I think I WILL call the cat RT.

~5-Cat Style

Scooby, Shaggy & Scout said...

He is a handsome fellow!! By the way...what is a "Wet Market"?

=^..^= said...

Oooh, good question!

A wet market is a large place jam-packed with small stalls and even smaller walkways.

Almost every stall sells foodstuff; from fresh stinky fish to completely dried-out herbs, from live chickens being slaughtered in front of you to the less noisy and less mobile vegetables, from ugly pig bits hanging from hooks to pretty flowers.

You have to be careful when you enter a wet market. Make sure you have pretty good soles on your shoes (preferably slippers) because the floors are always wet and extremely slippery.

Stall owners and customers will be yelling down the place all at the same time so you can expect a wet market to be louder than any Red Hot Chilli Peppers' concert.

The smells can sometimes get overwhelming. You get an odd mixture of blood, fish, salty vegetables, etc etc etc all circulating in one extremely crowded place.

I'll see if I can snap and upload some photos of a wet market for you. It's rather interesting actually. It has been many many years since I last walked into a wet market though. I'm never up early enough for it. Plus... I much prefer getting my groceries from Cold Storage... online!

~5-Cat Style

the letter b said...

Sorry to butt in, in other words, "Wet Market" is an open air "supermarket", common in the tropics and in this region.

Scooby, Shaggy & Scout said...

Thanks for the info. The closest thing I guess I have here to compare to a wet market is the Minnesota State Fair! Crowded and tons of food stalls & booths selling junk, and vendors yelling to try your luck at this or that! We have a "farmers market" in the summer where local farmers gather to sell vegetables & flowers & other home grown stuff. sss's mom

singaporegrrl said...

Only one word for that fellow, Mr. K. P. O., and that is reow!

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