I put my bag down for one second outside the Archaeology Museum in Istanbul and there were kittens all over it looking for food.
The book is one of my travel journals. I make notes as I go.
The book is one of my travel journals. I make notes as I go.

I think this kitty's like you. Or your bag...
This poor lillte cat's... live on the street...
Besides, there was a vet around the corner and I left it with them. XD
And just to clear up any questions, yes I am going through your gallery. Don't be alarmed if a teenaged blonde fangirl shows up at your doorstep armed to the teeth with a camera and a frying pan.
You should really took one with you has a souvenir
"Honey, why didn't you take out the garbage?"
*KITTEN DISTRACTION
"Honey, why did you forget my birthday?"
*KITTEN DISTRACTION*
"Honey...why is the house on fire?"
*KITTEN DISTRACTION*
It reminds me in a way of Italy. Whenever I visited the towns and cities, there was a seemingly infinite supply of cats and kittens looking for food from us tourists.
Shame you couldn't take them with you. Do to immigration an all.