A scary long time ago, one of the great pleasures of life was to catch a bus down to Southsea and feed the ducks on Canoe Lake with half a loaf of stale bread. Half the fun was the ride down on the top deck but the ducks were pretty cool too. The swans were best enjoyed from a distance.
These days I hear that feeding ducks bread is vigorously discouraged, doubtless for some or other perfectly valid reason, and 45 years downstream I would wonder if Canoe Lake is still there anyway. (It is! I’m not.)
These days in Protaras, you can drop half a dozen handfuls of kitty kibble into a zip-lock bag, zoom off to Fig Tree Bay where there is loads of free parking these days, and stroll along the virtually empty boardwalk looking for cats with the munchies that you can feed.
It should be noted that hard working and committed volunteers are out there taking care of the proper feeding and care of these colony cats so lets not overdo it or leave a mess. But having said that, a fistful of kibble and an ear rub is usually more than welcome although some of the less friendly mogs, the ‘runners’ if you prefer, would rather you just left a little snack somewhere convenient and kept your distance.
Either way, it’s a pleasant way to spend a morning, and when the cats are through with their munchies – I go to Starbucks to follow their excellent example.
