Animals

Who says cats are practical?

Who says cats are practical?

One of the delightful things about my early morning sojourn to my ulpan class in Jerusalem used to be the stroll down Emek Refaim Street.  You never know what you’ll see in Jerusalem, and with its college-town feel, Emek Refaim is a particularly interesting street.  One morning, the cats were all lined up for their appointments at the local veterinary clinic.

Or so I thought.

I observed in sociological fascination to learn that Israeli cats wait in line much as Israeli people do.  (“Are you before me?  Who is after you?”  “I’m after him, and her, and before you.  Watch out for the big one.  He always slips in at the last moment, claiming he’s in pain and can’t speak Hebrew.”)

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Posted by Ruti Eastman in Snippets
Of cats and ghosts

Of cats and ghosts

It started with a cat.

One moment, it was a nice cat: It jumped onto my lap, curled up, and purred.

A moment later, it was no longer a nice cat: It sunk its claws into my hand, bit me, and jumped off.

Four phone calls and one rabies scare later, I learned that if you ever get scratched by a stray cat in Jerusalem, you’re supposed to visit Jerusalem’s Regional Health Bureau on Jaffa street. Given the local cat population in Jerusalem, getting scratched isn’t all that unlikely. In fact, you might end up there too.

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Posted by Rachel Sharansky Danziger in Essays

Where even the dogs celebrate

Silwani was found in a trashcan in the Arab village of Silwan. Now he is a proud Yerushalmi and a Zionist to boot!

Posted by Molly Livingstone in Images