This is one of the countless cats that inhabit the DQ, in the garden of the Malaysian Embassy. While dogs aren’t liked by the Saudis, cats seem to be OK, and one often sees food and water left outside of houses for them.

Sahraa, our Kuwaiti desert dog, is now learning how to chase cats, although some of them are pretty aggressive and could beat her up if given half a chance. In Budapest there was a black cat who frequented our garden, and Sahraa was afraid of him. My husband thinks she is improving now that she will at least not run away from the cats around here. He doesn’t like cats at all (although I had three of them when we met, and he still married me) and is very proud of her newfound courage.

This was my very late night at the paper so will have to catch up with Pbase tomorrow unless I want to fall asleep commenting on pictures (which I have done in the past ;-)).