When I was 12 years old, I took a trip to the Shaloms zoo in Jerusalem, and it was like no other zoo I’d ever been to.
It was like stepping back in time to the Middle Ages, where we would go to the zoo and take pictures with our favorite animals and then go home to our families.
It reminded me of my childhood, and I wanted to make it my own.
After taking photos with the lions, giraffes, elephants and elephants, I decided to take the cats there.
I found the place, and then I had to make the decision of whether or not I wanted them there.
After a few months, I knew that I wanted a home for them, so I asked my family to take care of the animals.
I also took the cats to my friends and family in Israel.
As I was taking photos and taking photos of them, I started to get emotional.
The cat’s fur was a mess.
I was so sad and embarrassed that I would have to give up on the cats forever.
My parents, my brother and I made plans to get the cats home, but I was too afraid of losing them and not knowing what to do with them.
My family was in shock.
They never knew how I felt, and they told me that I had no idea how I should take care.
When I got home, I was devastated and felt like I had failed.
My friends and I decided that it would be best if we took the animals to the U.S. and then send them to a shelter.
I had the cats with me at the time, and the idea of going home with them and keeping them was too much for me to bear.
My friend, Elie, was a zookeeper at the zoo, and we decided that we would bring them to the shelter and bring them out to the public.
I thought, Well, I will be safe and secure in this house.
I would be able to take them out for walks.
I took them out on walks with me, and my parents helped me with everything.
My father brought the cats, and he was so excited about bringing them home.
We would go into the yard and I would take the kittens and put them in the yard, and that was it.
I didn’t know how to take my eyes off them.
After about two weeks, I couldn’t bear to look at them.
They were so big and fluffy, and you couldn’t tell that they were there for any other reason than to please me.
It made me feel like a failure.
I wanted the animals back, but they were so important to me, I felt I had better keep them here.
And so, when my mother asked me to help take care for the cats and to take their photos, I just felt that I couldn.
I needed to be the one to take that responsibility.
I started by getting them to wash their fur, and after that, I washed their fur every day.
They would eat grass and plants, but then I would feed them a lot of chicken and fish.
They ate them and I felt like a success, so that’s how I became a zoologist.
After many years of working with the cats at Shalom, I began to become the head of the zoo.
I am now the director of the Shaloma Zoo, which includes the lions and giraffos, as well as the elephants, elephants, and giraffe.
I have spent many years working in zoology, and in addition to caring for the animals, I also work with the Jewish community and the people of Israel.
I know that I have a lot to offer, and a lot more to share with the world.