While she was there, she saw a kitty that lives at the nursery taking a little drink from one of the fountains. She was a lovely thing; too bad I'll never meet her. The lady took another photo of her, but she didn't want to open her eyes.

Then she saw a really small house, like out of a fairy tale. I'm almost positive that Puss in Boots lives there.
I'm not a traveling cat, so I could only enjoy it through photos. I might have dreams about that place tonight. If I do, I'll let you know tomorrow.