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The ‘Cat Cuddling Café’

We live in a funny old first world don’t we when it comes to following crazes.  Well, I have a doozy for you this week that started with paying to pat cats and ended with a medical emergency.  There’s a new café in Brisbane that has cat lovers lining up and others outraged at the latest trend.  The ‘Cat Cuddling Café’ is exactly what the name states: a café where the coffee set can sip a cat-a-cino or a cat-white and then enter a big cage and cuddle as many of the felines as they can lay their paws on.   Why? Well because so many people love cats but do not have a cat pet.  Last week my

Why? Well because so many people love cats but do not have a cat pet.  Last week my besty and I took our daughters to the Big Smoke for the weekend.  I had visions of shopping until we dropped at Zara and H and M. Anyway my 6 year old daughter and her 10 year old friend begged and pleaded with us to take them to the cat café.  The first one started in Korea and they are taking off around the world. The girls pouted and pleaded and promised to make their beds every day (they will be more likely to feed a magical unicorn at dusk than keep their promise) if we only would allow them to have some feline fun. So with some trepidation we packed up and entered the cat lover’s lair.  It smells of cat.  Obviously.  It has every item you could possibly imagine for sale with a cat on it from teacups to calendars. There were 19 rescue cats spotted all over the one rectangular room.  They were under chairs, overhead, hiding behind cat beds and in front of baskets.  The problem was 18 of them were fast asleep and you are not allowed to

There were 19 rescue cats spotted all over the one rectangular room.  They were under chairs, overhead, hiding behind cat beds and in front of baskets.  The problem was 18 of them were fast asleep and you are not allowed to pat the sleeping ones.  So there we had two excited little girls who were fighting for the attention of this one aloof cat hoping to play with it along with all the other customers in the cat cuddling café cage.  This is the sad state of affairs my life has amounted to.  Once upon a time in my glory days, I would have spent Sundays at a white restaurant at Noosa looking at the blue water.  Not anymore.  I am the crazy cat mum hanging out with the crazy cat kid at the crazy cat café. After a very long hour watching the children trying to get the one bored cat to play (largely

I am the crazy cat mum hanging out with the crazy cat kid at the crazy cat café. After a very long hour watching the children trying to get the one bored cat to play (largely unsuccessfully), we hit the road to return to the Coast.  You see the only thing more determined than a child wanting to play is a cat.  The cat is a polarising creature.  You tend to love or hate them.  Some say elegant and sophisticated and intelligent.  Others say aloof, moody, stubborn and lazy. All I knew was that I was ecstatic to have fresh air and to be heading for the sea and salt once again.  Those city folk are a bit strange and this cat caper proved it to me.  And that is when my daughter’s friend’s face puffed up as if a hundred bees had stung her.  Then came the watering and red eyes and the itch.  She was allergic to cats.  Big.  Time. We found a pharmacy in our panic and bought some

Those city folk are a bit strange and this cat caper proved it to me.  And that is when my daughter’s friend’s face puffed up as if a hundred bees had stung her.  Then came the watering and red eyes and the itch.  She was allergic to cats.  Big.  Time. We found a pharmacy in our panic and bought some Clariton allergy tablets.  Our friend was given the pill in the backseat of my car and we kept on driving thinking the medication would fix our problems. But her swelling was getting worse by the minute.  We decided we had

We decided we had better head to the hospital and when the 10-year-old heard this ‘H’ word she confessed she had not swallowed the medication because she did not want to go to school the next day and was hoping to stay home sick.  My friend promptly told the girl she was mad for wanting the welts to stay a while.  I had to stifle my laugh.  Kids!  We made it home.  The swelling subsided and everyone lived to tell the tail of the epic cat trip. Both girls want to go again.  Suddenly the fidget spinner phase is looking better by the minute.

The ‘Cat Cuddling Café’ is exactly what the name states: a café where the coffee set can sip a cat-a-cino or a cat-white and then enter a big cage and cuddle as many of the felines as they can lay their paws on.   Why? Well because so many people love cats but do not have a cat pet.  Last week my besty and I took our daughters to the Big Smoke for the weekend.  I had visions of shopping until we dropped at Zara and H and M. Anyway my 6-year-old daughter and her 10-year-old friend begged and pleaded with us to take them to the cat café.  The first one started in Korea and they are taking off around the world. The girls pouted and pleaded and promised to make their beds every day (they will be more likely to feed a magical unicorn at dusk than keep their promise) if we only would allow them to have some feline fun. So with some

So with some trepidation, we packed up and entered the cat lover’s lair.  It smells of cat.  Obviously.  It has every item you could possibly imagine for sale with a cat on it from teacups to calendars. There were 19 rescue cats spotted all over the one rectangular room.  They were under chairs, overhead, hiding behind cat beds and in front of baskets.  The problem was 18 of them were fast asleep and you are not allowed to pat the sleeping ones.  So there we had two excited little girls who were fighting for the attention of this one aloof cat hoping to play with it along with all the other customers in the cat cuddling café cage.  This is the sad state of affairs my life has amounted to.  Once upon a time in my glory days, I would have spent Sundays at a white restaurant at Noosa looking at the blue water.  Not

Not anymore.  I am the crazy cat mum hanging out with the crazy cat kid at the crazy cat café. After a very long hour watching the children trying to get the one bored cat to play (largely unsuccessfully), we hit the road to return to the Coast.  You see the only thing more determined than a child wanting to play is a cat.  The cat is a polarising creature.  You tend to love or hate them.  Some say elegant and sophisticated and intelligent.  Others say aloof, moody, stubborn and lazy. All I knew was that I was ecstatic to have fresh air and to be heading for the sea and salt once again.  Those city folk are a bit strange and this cat caper proved it to me.  And that is when my daughter’s friend’s face puffed up as if a hundred bees had stung her.  Then came the watering and red eyes and the itch.  She was allergic to cats.  Big.  Time. We found a pharmacy in our panic and bought some

Then came the watering and red eyes and the itch.  She was allergic to cats.  Big.  Time. We found a pharmacy in our panic and bought some Clariton allergy tablets.  Our friend was given the pill in the backseat of my car and we kept on driving thinking the medication would fix our problems. But her swelling was getting worse by the minute.  We decided we had better head to the hospital and when the 10-year-old heard this ‘H’ word she confessed she had not swallowed the medication because she did not want to go to school the next day and was hoping to stay home sick.  My friend promptly told the girl she was mad for wanting the welts to stay a while.  I had to stifle my laugh.  Kids!  We made it home.  The swelling

My friend promptly told the girl she was mad for wanting the welts to stay a while.  I had to stifle my laugh.  Kids!  We made it home.  The swelling subsided  and everyone lived to tell the tail of the epic cat trip. Both girls want to go again.  Suddenly the fidget spinner phase is looking better by the minute.

Sami xx