But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Mewliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and pounce the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more furry than she…
O Romeow, Romeow! Wherefore art thou Romeow?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I’ll no longer be a Catulet.
Redditor Cactussa was in the famously blue-walled city of Chefchaouen, Morocco when they took this beautiful photo of two handsome felines who appear to be performing the balcony scene from Romeow and Mewliet, the tragedy of star-crossed feline lovers written by William Shakespaw.
She was a Catulet. He was a Montamew…
For never was a story of more meow than this of Mewliet and her Romeow.