About two days into our trip, The Mr. and I noticed something curious about Reykjavik: there were cats everywhere! I'm not talking mangy feral cats either; these cats looked plump and well groomed, as if they had been fed on a steady diet of salmon skin and skyr. There were cats in every garden, on every stoop and we watched one even use the crosswalk to get across the street (naturally, the cars stopped for him)! It was cat paradise. And any cat paradise is also Kayte paradise.
I googled, "cats of Reykjavik" one night and sure enough, lots of people wonder about the cats. On a recent visit, Haruki Murakami became enthralled with the many felines prowling about. People have even made calendars about the cats. I can't find a great explanation for exaclty why there are so many cats in Iceland: some say it's because dogs were illegal for years, others, that Icelanders prefer a pet that, like themselves, appreciates its independece. Whatever the reason, finding cats on our walks became a daily game!
Like farmers, fisherman appreciate the rodent control that cats provide!
Posted by: Bridget Collins | August 16, 2013 at 01:15 PM
I don't remember seeing any cats when we were there! They must have been inside staying warm. :D
Posted by: Maggie | August 20, 2013 at 03:51 PM