Our tour guide Roger decided we’d had enough fun in the town of Morgue and announced we were on the move.
With my aged companion Joyce, we drove into a small bush town, and Roger informed us this was the town of Nipcat. Joyce was immediately concerned by the large cat pelt stretched and drying below the towns welcome sign which in part read: “Welcome to Nipcat, we love our cats.”
Roger informed us there was so much to see and that we should begin our visit with a leisurely walk along the main street.
We didn’t see a single cat as we strolled along, but when we came to the Nipcat Tourist and Cat Lovers Emporium, we found them.
There was an array of cat products from handbags to coats, even a pair of slippers with a built-in meow as you walked in them.
Joyce was horrified, even though she was more your dog person than a cat lady. We hastily left the store and made our way to our hotel where we hoped we’d be safe from all things cat.
Morpethroad 
That is truly horrible…purrfectly terrifying.
Yes I agree, you’d have to wary at dinner I think…
I’m a dog person as you know, but this is creepy Michael! I once heard stories of chinese meals and missing cats.
You’d have to wonder wouldn’t you.
Yes, they’re safe from cats, because all the cats are dead.
Yes I think so….
Sounds like a John Wamsley dream and the puurfect location for me 🙂
oh poor little kitties 😦 We’ve just become proud owners of a Maine Coon kitten. Such a tiny, gorgeous little thing. LOL not going to stay small for long though. They can grow to the size of a Rottweiler 😀
That’s not a cat Lyn, that’s a lion.
LOL right now, her front feet (the pads) are larger than a 50c coin and her hind feet look like rabbit’s feet. She’s only 10 weeks old. 😀
Loved the town’s slogan!!!!! Well done! (This is a museum I would enjoy, but I would not tell a soul!) I suspect I might have cat nightmares afterwards?
Thanks Roger, a lot of fun as always.