So you think you’re a hepcat? You can’t touch the cool of these guys in Provence.
They own the town. You will be tolerated. . .or possibly ignored altogether.
We tried to talk to this guy (loved his beautiful racoon tail!), but he could care less about befriending us. (He was French, he was a cat, we were clearly below him.)
And we fared no better with his neighbor:
But we did run across a few cats who weren’t too cool to have a little fun:
A few more of my favorite cool cats in Provence:
Who wouldn’t want to be a cat in France?