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Mia vita · September 28, 2009

The Red House Next Door

 

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The other day while doing dishes, I was interrupted by a loud and persistent cat meowing outside. I live on the second level of a house, so it was a little strange to hear a meow from outside so clearly. I opened the window to find one of our outdoor cats named Broke looking at me from next door. (Why Broke? It’s a long story, but let’s just say it has something to do with the fact that I was a little concerned to find him peering over the edge of a second level window. “Grace” is not Broke’s middle name.) He seemed quite pleased to discover that he could talk to me from the new window he had just discovered in his explorations next door.

 

Ciao Amalfi Coast Blog Broke Next Door1 

I know the cats spend a lot of time poking around what we call “the red house” next door. One day in the garden I saw Puffy on the roof! A proposito (by the way), if you know anyone  looking for a dream property on the Amalfi Coast with un sacco di soldi (boatloads of money) to spend on a restoration, I know just the house for them. Just make sure they like cats first!

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  1. Scintilla @ Bell'Avventura says

    September 28, 2009 at 11:20

    What a cutie! I love your personal tales of life in the 'stairs' (Scala).
    I've rescued many a kitten myself- I keep a long plank of wood just for that.

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  2. *Ulrike* says

    September 28, 2009 at 13:33

    What cute pictures! I'm sure Broke was saying good day to you, and look what I have accomplished for the day!

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  3. traveldreamsandmoonbeams says

    September 28, 2009 at 13:36

    Very cute and love the photos.

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  4. Chef Chuck says

    September 28, 2009 at 14:51

    What a pretty cat and smart at that!
    🙂

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  5. The Food Hunter says

    September 28, 2009 at 19:16

    What a cute cat.

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  6. Gil says

    September 29, 2009 at 07:37

    He looks like the cat we got from a cat rescue place. He was born in a post office parking lot and we named him Postino!

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  7. Laura says

    September 29, 2009 at 09:25

    Ciao Scintilla! Broke is pretty good these days, but when he was a kitten he was always in strange places. To the rescue! 🙂

    Ciao Ulrike! He did seem quite proud to have figured out he could get my attention from next door! He sat there for a few hours admiring the view before going back to his usual position outside the front door.

    Ciao Lisa! I figured Broke deserved his 15 minutes of fame on the blog since his brother Puffy usually gets all the attention. 🙂

    Ciao Chuck! Broke likes you for calling him smart! 🙂

    Ciao Food Hunter! He his a cutie… especially when he cocks his head to the side. 🙂

    Ciao Gil! Postino was very lucky that you adopted him. What a cute name!

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