A crowd squealed in delight as they huddled in front of a glass window cloaked by a red curtain on the corner of Stockton and O’Farrell streets in downtown San Francisco on Friday afternoon. Seconds later, the drapes were dramatically whisked away to reveal a pile of kittens snuggling in roly-poly shapes and playfully swatting at one another.
In one corner sat Everest, a 3-month-old tuxedo kitten with a splash of white fur on his nose. Unblinkingly, he stared out at the hubbub surrounding him — the day-glo Christmas trees and decorative gifts, the waving through of people and the clicking cameras. In true feline fashion, he paused to lick his leg before settling down for a nap, unfazed.