I'm just walking down the street, minding my own business, and for some reason I happen to casually glance skyward, and I'm like "what???"
Cat Cafe
What the hell is a Cat Cafe?!?!
Should I check it out? Dare I go up???
Of course, let's roll.
Now to clarify a bit, it's 90 degrees and 90% humidity outside. It's the middle of the day and I've been walking in the sun for an hour and I'm a tattoo'd American in shorts and a t-shirts that is soaked through with sweat.
Do I care? Of course I do, but I'm still going in.
The sign at the elevator provides no answers to any of my questions. Do I need to bring my own cat? Can I pet yours? Is this a viewing thing only? Do you have something cold that I can drink? And please have the A/C on......
Apparently the official name of this place is Mocha.
And there are rules, and costs.
$3.50 for all the cold drinks you want and $2.00 for each 10 minutes spent with the cats.
Take off your shoes, wash your hands, enjoy.
Meow
Finally I'm able to spy a bit through the window. I'm still like WTF?!?!?!?
Take some time with this photo. Scan the crowd, take it all in. I'll be waiting for you below.
Crazy
Most of the people are just watching. Watching the cats being fed and watching them just laying there, and paying money to do it.
It's a good thing that the temperature is right and I'm able to enjoy a nice cold tea. Me and this loner cat are chilling, trying to stay clear of the weirdness over there.
Don't get me wrong, I love cats, and I'm all for people spending their own time and money doing whatever they want.
Or am I...
DVA
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