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?