There were so many cats in Jordan that I couldn’t help but take a few photos of them. Before I returned home I was planning a blog post of just cats. Here it is. You’re welcome.
Most of these are strays, living off who knows what. They congregate in tourist areas and I assume it’s because the odds of food getting dropped or handed out increases in those areas. There are dogs, too. But so many cats.
I’m a sucker for cats, but Margaret is not as much of a fan as me. I kept teasing her by saying, “Remember how you said I could bring this cat into our room with us tonight?” “Oh no, no, no,” she’d counter, “I did not say that!” ha ha
Well, Racecar was glad to see me get home. She wasn’t jealous of all those other cats because she knows that she is my queen of cats. I made the correct choice and rejected all those other cats and came home to the right one.