The Town Cat

Hamish the Cat

Most cats have a human or a family, but our cat has a town. He is a big, fluffy ginger cat and can be seen haunting Market Street or sunning himself on Queen’s Gardens. He deigns to be petted by the occasional commoner, but is usually aloof in a regal and leonine way, which can only be expected from a cat that has a town.

He was walking ahead of me on my way to church this morning. I was going to greet him as I passed, even if the two older ladies walking toward us overheard. Just as I opened my mouth, one of the older women called brightly, “Good morning, Hamish!”

See, I’m not the only one.

3 thoughts on “The Town Cat

  1. Megan says:

    I’m just glad his name is Hamish. Sounds right to me.

    And Iii want to walk to church (in nice weather) and have a town cat…


  2. Felicity says:

    You certainly aren’t the only one. I always said hi and made sure to give him the proper respect with pet/pat on the head. I can’t believe you got a picture of him. Yeah! I kept meaning to do that.


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