Kitty died on January 6. Considering that she was born in April 2003, she was quite an old cat—almost twenty. For the last eighteen of those almost-twenty years, she was my flatmate. First in Jerusalem; then in Tel Aviv; then—for the long haul (since 2009)—in Be’er Sheva. I moved to Be’er Sheva because Tamar’s here; but we live near each other, not with…
