Oh yes, I did.
Now, before you start sharpening your cat-claws, let me explain. It was after a long day of touristing. I was headed back to my hotel when I passed a sign for a cat café. I'm in a foreign country, Pi-kins, and I've never been to a cat café before. When one is in a foreign country, one has a responsibility to try new things. So I went in.
Upon arrival, I was asked to take my shoes off and put on a pair of café-provided slippers, then clean my hands with sanitizer. As soon as I took my seat, this mop ambled up and collapsed in a heap on the table beside me. I decided to call her Evangeline. Those rosy cheeks are completely serious.
Love and tuna,