Posted by Jamie Kiffel-Alcheh on 1/3/2020
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Israel
“Meow! Meow! Meow!”
Who said that?
I stood on my sister-in-law’s porch in the southern Israeli suburb of Omer, trying to find the culprit. The streets there are filled with strays—multicolored calicos, black-and-white tuxedos, even fancy longhairs—but they’d all run away when I got close. This one sounded like it was calling to me. I searched until I found it. High in a tree, overlooking a construction site next door, was a tiny, orange kitten.
“Come!” I said. “I have food.”
The kitten climbed down and raced straight to me!...
