How Cyprus became the island of cats

We had just landed in Paphos and were waiting for a bus that would take us from the airport to the city when a white and orange cat, a Garfield incarnate, climbed onto my lap. The cat gave me a few gentle headbutts and snuggled up to me stoically, completely tame and devoid of any fear of humans. Why should he be afraid: judging by his belly, this feline creature was not short of food or attention. In the following weeks, we would get to know the cats of Cyprus very well.

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