The Cat Lounge is divided into two parts: the main cafe at the front where food and drinks are sold and a separate room through controlled-entry doors where the cats hang out.
Stepping into the lounge with my coffee I’m amused to see what can only be described as a perfect puss playground.
There are secret passageways – scratching posts – cubby holes and even a swing bridge and a quaint outdoor area ideal for basking in the sun.
The cats line the room in varying degrees of nonchalance – one might say they were nonpussed (get it?).
Afternoons are for cat naps and mornings are for playing I’m told.
I’m relieved to note the absence any potential odours incurred from having 15 felines in one room.
While I was chatting to co-owner Mike Jones I noticed his cat-like reflexes when one of the smaller ones had an evacuation of the urinary kind.
Out with the paper towels and disinfecting spray and the mess was dealt with almost as quick as it occurred.
Jones said that a goal of his was to make this cafe as good as if not better than the top cat cafes in Melbourne and Tokyo.
A common criticism of some international cafes was the unpleasant smell – which is why Jones had an extractor fan installed in the cats’ personal room.
He spent a lot of time reading reviews of other cat cafes to find out what people loved and hated about them.