Cats of Malta

Not everyday you see a cat at the beach

Let alone three, four, five, and six.

The scruffy below the car looks like

One my late nana used to have.

Can’t tell if they’re wild or not

No collars, but they look healthy

There’s plenty of salty puddles to drink from

And cat food scattered on the road.

The streets by the coast are bustling

With restaurants and markets and quirky houses.

Even busy tourists stop to give them fuss.

I spotted one outside the bakery.

And another one strolling into the shopping mall.

Two sit by the pub and wait for their free lunch.

There’s many more lurking in the city corners.