A Bengal Cat or a Marbled Tabby? – Photo Story

I saw this cat that looked like a Bengal cat, but I wasn’t sure.  It could be a marbled tabby cat… I couldn’t tell the difference.

So I did what every crazy cat lady would do, asked the cat.

Excuse me, Mr. Cat. Are you a Bengal or a marbled tabby?

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

 

Mr. Cat said “Don’t bother me. Go away.”

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

 

Then the cat got up and crossed the street.

I followed but he stopped and said “Stop following me!”

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

 

Of course I lied and said I wasn’t.. I was going the same way.

The cat went through a fenced in garden, but I could still see him.

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

 

Then the cat stopped. So I asked again.
“Are you a Bengal cat or just a marbled tabby.”

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

 

He just turned his head and didn’t answer. I think he felt insulted.

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

 

“Please,” I said, “I just need to know.”

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

 

The cat got up and said, “It’s time for my dinner. I’m going home.”

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

 

Then he stopped and said, “Please stop stalking me or I’ll tell my human you are trying to kidnap me.”

OMG!

What a mean cat I thought…

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

A Bengal Cat or Marbled Tabby?

 

I am still not sure if the mean cat was a Bengal or a marbled tabby.

… but I know where he lives.

 

Me and my Pony

Me and my Pony, photo by mzrosie

Out of the hundreds, even thousands, of places to hung out in the neighborhood, this cat chose to hung out with this old wooden pony.  Perhaps the cat thought the pony was lonely, being all alone day in day out on that fire escape so he was keeping it company.  Or, perhaps the cat just liked the view from up there, beside the pony.  Wouldn’t you like to know?  I did.  So, I asked.

At first, the cat was bewildered. He was probably even a little annoyed why this crazy old Chinese woman was talking to him. Of course, I’m not Chinese, but that’s beside the point. But I just stood there and waited. So, finally the cat said, “Me and my pony are waiting for our Uber ride. Is that a problem?”

Oh no. Of course not.