|Darkwood Beach in Antigua in all its glory|
|The white sand, the blue green water, the perfect sky|
|The gentle waves slosh onto the beach|
|Rustic but also convenient and if you miss the tourists who arrive from the cruise ships, you can have the beach all to yourself . . .|
And I guess you can say I was so mesmerized by the beauty of my surroundings, I forgot for a moment that Chuck, the rascal cat, was with us. Now Bob is a beach person, too, but not as much as I am. He can't sit for hours the way I can and just gaze out at the horizon. He's a bit more restless. And, Chuck, well, he was a bit picky when it came to putting his paws onto the sand.
Chuck loves the New Jersey beaches because, well, there are always interesting things washing up on shore. Here, the beach was so pristine there was nothing but sand. Well . . . almost nothing because I saw Chuck become instantly focused--not on the water or the sand but on the restaurant behind us, and the buildings which lay just off to the left. There were bathrooms and changing areas. And . . .
Chuck saw her before I did it and before I could issue my usual warning about interacting with an Antiguan cat, Chuck took off across the sandy area toward the restaurant, past it to that very area.
But no. Luckily, this little beauty was more a lover than a fighter. Chuck stopped a respectable distance away and then proceeded more slowly. Eventually the two of them moved closer together and after the requisite amount of sniffing, Chuck sat down next to her.
Had Chuck made a friend?
I thought this was truly remarkable until I approached this exquisite brown and white tabby, and she began to purr.
One of the guys from the restaurant explained, "She's Lady. She lives here."
Of course. Thankfully, not a stray cat. And when I looked at her more closely, she did have a rather regal air about her.
"Well, Lady, you certainly do have a beautiful home."
We could have been in garage for all Chuck noticed. He was happy and content. The waves sloshed on the beach. The sun shined. The breeze blew, but Chuck had eyes only for Lady.
We stayed for awhile until it was time to go. Reluctantly, Chuck purred goodbye and climbed back into the van. Heart broken?? He's a handsome cat. Cat in every port??? Almost. Such a rascal.