The last week has been such a relief, with hot sun and blue cloudless skies instead of freezing temperatures and snow. The very South of Spain has mostly escaped the bad weather which has been plaguing so much of Europe lately and it has been a good place to be.
One afternoon, a few days ago I spotted a man feeding some stray cats. It was obviously a regular thing, and four cats were hanging around waiting and watching (at a safe distance) while he tipped two bags of food out onto the ground - one of fish, and one of what looked like dried cat food.
Unfortunately I didn't have my camera handy to photograph this kindly man, but I took a photo of three of the cats after he'd gone (the fourth kept skulking behind a tree)
I took the picture because actually they were the fattest and glossiest street cats I've seen. They ate at top speed and soon there was nothing left. I was glad someone was looking after them, but that evening, in the dark, I spotted a much thinner street cat.
Can you spot her, blending into the background under the yellow lighting, staring warily at me?
Poor skinny little thing. I wished I'd been able to speak cat language, so I could have told her where to go to find a square meal.
I'm not sure the others would have let her join in, mind you. Fat cats don't necessarily like to share.