As I rode the light rail last week, I saw a cross-section of Jerusalemites gathered at one of the stations, waiting for the next train.
I saw a nun, an Arab man and several Arab women wearing traditional dress, two religious Jewish men and several other people.
Yup. That’s where Hadi’s got me.
Allow me to demonstrate. First, the gentle paw on the hand, with just a hint of claw behind it:
Oh! She’s got me!
And again! There’s no escaping Hadi the Mighty Huntress....
A moment of indecision. Hmm, the huntress wonders. Now that I’ve established my clear superiority, what should I do next?
Inspiration strikes. I know! I’ll demand a tummyrub...
... and get it.
Is this what they mean by “the belly of the beast”?
The Friday Ark. The Carnival of the Cats.
