Wild Cat

We found ourselves seriously deficient of some fundamental needs. We had parked in full glare of the sun, with no water in the tank and nowhere to perform base functions, it was time we moved our home.

Trundling through Rotterdam we chanced upon a leafy park, trees forming an arc over the free parking and greeted by a slightly confused local looking for his ‘wild cat’. This wild cat was supposedly two feet long and prowled the leafy park in search of other animals to pick a fight with. The next day we met this ferocious moggy, a docile grey domestic cat with slightly pointy ears.

Words: Hugo Pullen | Photos: Dora Damian