Last Friday I went out with Boomer. We were in the middle of the field when we heard a siren. We couldn't really go anywhere to hide so I just grabbed my Iphone and waited. Sure enough, the Iron Dome intercepted a rocket pretty much above my head. It was a bit scary but cool watching it in action. Boomer answered the attack in his own way - he had a massive poop (sorry for TMI but it seemed so appropriate).
The larger "popcorn" is the one that intercepted the rocket
Last week my kitty Lulu gave us a huge scare. She disappeared. She was missing all day and in the evening my neighbor found here in a state of shock on her porch. Using my detective skills, I came to a conclusion that Lulu fell either from a window or a balcony. Which is not surprising because she keeps falling asleep like this:
Or like this. The little window behind her is always open. And she is not the most agile cat in the world.
When we found her, she was scared, pissed on by street cats, scratched on the nose and favoring her front left paw as she walked. I bathed her, gave her some water and food. And an hour later I found her on the balcony couch in this position. Someone is glad to be home.
Next morning we went to the vet and Lulu got a shot of antibiotics just in case. She is fine now. The sirens don't seem to affect her too much.
But Boomer hates them. Here we are just after one of those "red alerts". I calmed my nerves with white wine mixed with a bit of Creme de Cassis. You know, even after hearing those sirens for so many times, the first howl of it hits you in the guts every time.
I hope it will be over soon and I'll be able to go back to work in the store as well as do my translations.