Stray cats here in Kluang don’t give off cold, pathetic or guarded vibes like one would expect from those in the city. They seem to carry this zen dignity with innocence. Against the still backdrop of the town, they stand out as the only living creatures in their surroundings, but also blend in with their quiet presence. They also seem way more petite than those I'd usually seen. I almost missed this one. It took a double take before it hit me that something so tiny - yet living and breathing - could exist this quietly in an ordinary carpark.