#30 The Talking Cat
Once, when I went with my grandmother to her friend’s house, I was on the porch by myself with the grandmother’s friend’s cat, and the cat looked me right in the eyes and said the word “meow.” It didn’t sound like a cat meowing at all. It sounded very convincingly like a human carefully enunciating the word “meow,” two syllables, in their most thoroughly unconvincing cat voice. Like someone intentionally doing a very poor impression of a cat, as a joke. But it was perfectly in time with the movement of the cat’s mouth and there was no one else around, so it had to have been the cat saying it.
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