My Cat Morris is Jewish

Last night when I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth, I heard a voice.

"L'chaim!"

I looked around, thinking it was my husband. Nobody is there. Then I go back to brushing my teeth.

"L'chaim!"

I look around again. I shut off the water and listen.

"L'chaim!"

My cat Morris had somehow been shut in the closet, and was trying to get me to let him out. Through the closet door, his meow sounded like an old Jewish man, which I had never noticed before.

Morris is the cranky old man of the house. Before he ever met me(October 17th, 1998), someone had Morris declawed. This did something to him neurologically, I think. He's the messiest eater ever, for one, and if you scratch him under the chin he seems to have a seizure. And he meows weird. His meows are closer to barks. He doesn't meow a lot, but it gets your attention when he does meow. But at least now he's seems to be speaking an actual language, which just goes to show that everyone can learn something.