Sympathy With The Devil? Laughing Cats There Ain't!


A lot of my pals here are planning trips to Bali for the holidays, but await Mount Agung’s decision on whether or not to erupt or go back to sleep again.

So it seems timely to remind all those using local airlines to tuck in before they board their planes, lest the arrogant staff seize any edibles they may have in their hand luggage.

The idea is to force passengers to pay exorbitant prices for snacks they can get in their local eateries for half the cost of the airline food.

For my part, I see little need to stuff my gob on such a short flight, a good book more than enough to alleviate the tedium of travel.

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Yet my own travel plans have encountered an obstacle, details of which shall be preceded by an anecdote..

My old Latin teacher, Mr. Johnson, when confronted with feeble excuses for our academic shortcomings, used to say –

‘That would make a cat laugh!’

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My cat, now in her 16th year, and going strong, sometimes seems to be rolling in the aisles, but despite her many talents, I have never seen or heard her chortle.

Even so, I was tempted to read her the story of a Russian man previously given a lifetime ban from Sweden  who said he had come to Sweden in order to fetch his cat, a pet named Gosoya…   https://www.thelocal.se/20171103/russian-man-sentenced-after-returning-to-sweden-to-get-his-cat

which in his absence (due to deportation!) had been residing at a ‘cat hotel’ for no less than THREE YEARS.

If his tale was true, he must be a wealthy Russian, for having a cat boarded is not cheap, even here in Jakarta.

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However, there are plenty of cat-lovers about…

Kafe Kucing2? Miau Dong! A Cat Cafe in Jakarta! 

another agreeable but mostly irrelevant photo

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….and I always find a friend or one of the local maids to feed mine when I go out of town – the friends get beer bought for them afterwards, the maids get financial reward.

The cat cares not how she’s fed, as long as she is.

Now that time of year approaches again. I am leaving town for a week in December.

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Unlike many of my friends who say they are going ‘out’ for the Festive Season, inexplicably heading for cold climates in Europe or North America.

…when I leave town, my range of destinations is restricted to places where the weather allows a daily wardrobe of t-shirts and shorts!

However it transpired that the usually reliable maids are heading home to their kampungs too!

A desperate search commenced. And now, lo, success!

A volunteer stepped forward, and once a day, half the contents of a can of cat-food will be tipped into the plastic dish, a further fifteen minutes of that volunteer’s time will be devoted to guard duty…

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…watching out for the wicked strays that prowl the complex, ever-ready to raid the plates of respectable honest felines like mine.

Now I can start packing.