The George's Cat

I went for a coffee with Mr G after work to one of the hotels in Castle Cary.
When we arrived we chose a window seat to do a bit of people watching.

As we were settling down, I was surprised to see that someone had left their black fur hat behind on a bar stool.

Except it wasn't a hat, it was a cat.

So we had coffee and cake together; Mr G, me and the cat and because the cat slept through our conversation, I forgot all about it until it suddenly stood up and stretched then curled up and went back to sleep.

I just about messed myself, but quickly managed to gain some composure.

So this is the cat in The George Hotel that looks like a fur hat.