Two weekends ago, I attended the annual gathering of American Pilgrims on the Camino, the US advocacy group for the Camino de Santiago, held at Mission Santa Barbara. On the way home, I decided to make a small tour of some of the other California missions. I stopped at La Purisima, San Luis Obispo, Soledad, and San Miguel. My favorite, however, was Mission San Antonio, because it had cats.
This fluffy black cat was soaking up the sun on the front porch of the mission.
These two find old gravestones to be a fine place for a rest. (There were two identical fluffy black cats. Twins?)
This tortoiseshell was shy, and thought my presence disturbed the peacefulness of the inner courtyard.
My favorite was this little calico. When I bent down to pet her, she leaped up onto my leg and then clambered onto my shoulder, purring like a diesel engine all the while. We had a nice little lovefest until it was time for me to go.
(Another guest post by Melissa. SH is not the only crazy cat lady in the family!)