But in the Positano there are lots of feral cats. Shy and curious, trusting and feeling fear when approached. We watched this one sleep on the stone bench all the day. In the night, we walked the same stairs to hostel and saw some dark lump at the base of the bench. Oh shhh, it's the cat, let's not wake him up!
Next day we discovered it was an empty flower pot, forgotten there. Tight asleep, one might say.