Jerusalem, Israel: Hardly a day goes by, without a visit to our garden, from, at least, one stray cat. Therefore, when I heard meowing, coming from the direction of the porch, adjoining our kitchen, I didn’t pay it much attention. However, as the sounds persisted, they took on a more plaintive, urgent quality, than usual, that told me that this might be a cry for help. So, I went out, to investigate. Scanning the porch, from end to end, I was unable to locate the cat that was, still, meowing pitifully. I did notice, however, another visitor (appearing alone, in my previous photograph) perched on a ledge, on the lower level of the porch. It had entered our grounds, I conjectured, out of curiosity and of solidarity with a fellow feline.

 

Suddenly, I spotted the meower! There, it lay (as shown, in this photograph) partially hidden under some ferns, still meowing. Not having much experience with animals, I was at a total loss, as to what to do. Fortunately, a few minutes later, our doorbell rang. Two young women, college students living two floors above ours, had come to retrieve their pet cat, that had fallen from their balcony. To my inquiry, if they believed, the animal was injured, they replied that they weren’t sure, but that it most probably was in shock. They, then, left - one of them carrying their poor pet lovingly in her arms. (2/2; although first, of the two images posted, this image comes second, in the story’s chronology)