Wednesday, February 04, 2009
It took me exactly 20 minutes to get checked in, change my clothes, a find a hammock on the beach. Quiet waves, bright sun, brisk wind (which made the plane landing a bit...adventurous), I took advantage of the few free hours before work meetings begin tomorrow morning to free my poor frost-bitten toes.
A half-hour of bliss later, my phone rang and fellow staff called to summon me to a street-trek in search of dinner. And what did we find? Cats, of course. This fellow was friendly, fur-rough, thin, but healthy, car smart, and neutered.
The street cats in Key West are evident, and fairly friendly. And fed right out in the open. Perhaps these particular cats are pets rather than community cats. While the next two days are packed with back-to-back meetings, Friday afternoon and Saturday morning I hope to visit the local SPCA, the Hemingway House cats, the Chicken Store (home of the Rooster Rescue Team) and do a bit more exploring.
A Google search of "Key West Feral Cats" finds all sorts of information.
The influx of so many Jerseyites, New Yorkers, and DC residents at once appears to have altered the weather patterns here. They are experiencing an unusual chill. I'm convinced we are the cause.
I finally triumphed over the espresso machine in my hotel room this morning. I consider that a good start to a good day.
Post-note: I checked the weather at home. High of 6F and low of -14F? Crank the heat in the carpeted cat room, Donna! Brrrr!!!