We've been seeing these cats for over a year, and it's surprising just how in all this time I haven't managed to take a nice, good, cute, characteristic picture.
I'd love to be able to take a close up of them, these two, but they're the skittish sort full of self confidence, and so either ignore you, or saunter away.
TO them you don't exist.
Only they, and their regular feeders do.
But they're well loved- these two- and a delightful sight they are to any cat lover passerby who is making his or her way under the sheltered walkway along the Kembangan canal.
What makes these two so adorable is how they've got their own characteristics.
This one- which I shall call Black Tux- is one heck of the ignorer.
Okay, that sounds a bit harsh.
Especially since he, or she, is simply doing what a cat does.
Ignore you.
This is one steady kitty, I tell you.
Because you can stand there for a good 10 mins (with all the passersby behind you, mind) trying out all sorts of sounds and going helloooo, hellooooo, kitty, kitty, kitty whilst meowing away at the top of your voice, and YOU WILL NOT EXIST.
If he or she is perched on the ledge amidst the vines and everything- as it is, most of the time- he or she will not look at you.
You're not in his world.
You're not in her world.
This cat just does not care.
Neither does he or she come down from the well perched position either.
He or she simply stays there, paws tucked in, head held high.
There're unexpected moments, however.
Like today, where, because of the rain, someone gave he or she a carton box (supposedly to take shelter in) but cat of a cat that he or she is, curled up comfortably, tucked its tail in, and went to sleep.
I had thought I'd only see one cat here at the Kembangan longkang canal today.
But the other one was here too.
Pouting away.
I don't know if this cat is male or female, but this is the one I call the Longkang Cat, or sometimes, Tux Brown.
Don't be mistaken by its peaceful post-rain snooze spot here on the wide concrete slab.
It's not always there.
Most of the time it's either sitting snug under the bench near its water bowl, or better yet, perched at the very edge of the pedestrian walkway right next to the sharp drop into the canal, paws tucked in, tail tucked in as well.
If that's not enough to give me a heck of a heart attack, he or she on occasion makes it worse by stalking its way along the very same edge, twirling around barrier poles expertly but, really, still a single paw step away from the concrete bottom of the canal.
It never seems to bother this cat though.
He or she does not know fear.
And more often than not I've seen him or her walk for quite a good distance along the edge until it decides to cross the pathway and go onto the grass.
I don't know how the other passersby are never petrified.
I always am.
So cute this cat is, some more.
Perhaps I don't know cats as well as I wish I did.
But they're well loved- these two- and a delightful sight they are to cat lovers whenever they are there.
Me, too.