Who knew Ernest Hemingway was a cat lady. I sure didn't. I brought my family to see this famous authors home and hear some of his rich history. The tour was lite on information and the house and grounds were crawling with cat's. Cat's on the bed, cats in the gift shops, cats roaming the grounds, cats drinking at the extra large cat fountain. If you are an "extreme" Hemingway fan with an abiding love of cats this is the place for you. Otherwise, head to Truman's little white house or the beach.
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