Did You Come for the Turkey Too?

I still don't know why Turkey is called Turkey, but I think it's a little inaccurate. I mean, before we even reached our hotel, no less than 4 kitties were spotted from our VIP car. I already mentioned that our first night we counted 21! The count just shot up from there, even when we were careful not to add all the ones we saw in the same areas as to not to double/triple count some of the kitties.

I didn't see a single turkey on our trip. Not even on a menu. 

The cats of Istanbul were all very friendly and with the exception of a few, most had plenty of padding on their bones and didn't look too mangy. Nico's double was one that had an wound and it made me feel so guilty I left him home alone for another long weekend.

It wasn't until our second day of markets did we realize that like most items at the Egyptian Market could you also buy dog food, cat food, and bird seed by bulk. Later that evening walking back from the other side of the water, we saw more than a few kitties sneaking under the tarps at these stalls. Smart kitties.

Of course the visitors like us who smuggle out left of food to feed kitties on the walk back doesn't hurt their cause at all. It seemed that every shop had a cat guarding it. In the hippodrome area there were even tubs of water and piles of food left out! So despite me not only highlighting the fact there were so many kitties and you know, all the pictures showing me playing/feeding with them I'm not alone in my efforts! I'm just sad I couldn't bring one of the puff balls we found the last night when I was sharing cheesy bread with them.