One of my favorite things so far has been Parque Kennedy. Named after the one and only John F. Kennedy, the park has become famous for something truly original, a wild cat population, that acts like a domestic one. We saw at least 20, but there has to be more than fifty, maybe even more than a hundred there. They were in the trees, the bushes, on the benches, in the flower beds, and just wandering around. They even let you pick them up, and they range in all different colors and sizes. There are teeny tiny little kittens, and big fat cats. They just sleep all day while people walk by, and someone, I’m not sure who, feeds them with little tupperware bowls full of cat food, milk, and water. It is an amazing thing to see, and the park itself is very well kept and colorful.
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