Farewell to Flat Moo

Greetings, Effurrybuddies!

They say all good things must come to an end, and it is true. Yesterday, We bade fur-well to Flat Moo, Joanie's Travelling Cow from the 15 and Meowing blog, who has been staying with Us here in Jerusalem for the past few weeks. We were furry sad to see her go, but She has lots of other places to visit on her World Tour and lots of other anipals to meet - and We mustn't be selfish.

As We purr-omised, before she left, We took Moo to Tel Aviv for a day at the seaside. We went first to the Old Port, which was built in the 1930s to replace the Port of Jaffa, when the latter became too dangerous for Jews to use, because of the Arab riots. The port is no longer in use for maritime commerce but it was completely restored in the early years of this century, and now teems with restaurants and cafes. Well, what else could We do? We needed sustenance to give Us plenty of energy for the day's adventures (mol)!

Here We all are, #MooToo, at the port.









We strolled along the wooden deck which runs along the shore, until We met this kitty, who was on her way to her favourite eatery (she looks as if she needs feeding, don't you think?) and didn't really have time to stop and chat.

A little further along, We met another one of the locals, who didn't want to let go of the Fishie between her teeth to answer Our query, but pointed Us with a toss of her glossy black head in the direction of one of the jetties.

We eventually stumbled upon a long, stone wall jutting into the waves. From a distance, it looks like the deck of a half-submerged submarine, doesn't it (mol)?

We didn't think anyone but a sure-footed Feline would brave the wet, slippery stones, but there were fishermen there and Moo summoned up all her courage and posed for a photo with them.

The fishermen were quite surprised because, although they are used to kitties hoping for some fishy tidbits, they had neffur met a travelling cow before. Still, they were furry kind and shared their catch with Us.

By now, it was getting quite late, so We walked back along the wooden deck and down to the seashore, where We had some ice-cream and enjoyed the beautiful sunset.

Then it was time to head back home to Jerusalem, where We had a Fur-well Supper with Moo and helped her to pack.

This morning, We said Our goodbyes and waved her on her way. We shall miss her furry much - but We are somewhat comforted by the fact that Mummy remembered that She, too, has a travelling cow, Milka, who came from Switzerland as the representative of a Chocolate Manufacturer, and liked it so much in Israel that she decided to stay. Here she is, with Flat Moo:

We are looking forward to reading about Moo's adventures at her next port of call.

Bon voyage, Moo - or, as We say in Hebrew, Nessia Tova  (נסיעה טובה).

Only a Month to Go...

Greetings, Fellow Felines (and C-a-n-i-n-e-s and Humans too)!

Yes, there's only a month to go now before my Human begins her pre-retirement leave and can spend all her time with Moi! But I don't even have to wait that long, because now She's off work for the whole of Sukkot. That means, if you take into account that She was home Friday and Shabbat as well, that I get to enjoy her services She gets to enjoy my company all day, for eleven whole days. This evening, the whole Family (including my human uncle, who has come over from England for the holiday) will be eating at her Daddy's home, in the sukkah in the garden. At least - that's the plan, only the sky has gone a funny colour and there's a smell of rain in the air. 
Whatever happens, there is sure to be a substantial Kitty Bag. I hope her stepsister has made the Moroccan-style fish she does so well...

Now, I must show all you Kitties (and Woofies and Humans also) what a lovely sun-puddle I found the other day. 

In case you were wondering, my charming porcelain companion in this picture is called Dorothea. She has fourteen sisters. But it's not the same as having feline company. Mummy still hasn't made up her mind about getting a new little kitty to come and share our home. She says she'll think about it once she starts her pre-retirement leave. We haven't had a sign from Pixie - Mummy thought she would whisper in her ear  - so now she wants Me to help her decide.

I really don't know what to do, Kitties. I change my mind by the minute. What do you think?