Oh-oh! I stared at the cat carrier, as my newly acquired German shelter cat cried. “She doesn’t know any English!”
She walked away and our bilingual friendship was launched.
I named her Silver both for her silver tabby coloring and for Silvester, New Year’s Eve there in Germany.
Over the months little phrases passed between us — nach hause (go home), liebe Katze, das war’s (enough) and others.
When I returned to the United States, Thomi, an old, feisty American stray joined us. No German for him! Silver learned English.
Now at night when she snuggles close, I say, “Gute Nacht, Silver. You’re a good nightwatch.”
Willy Van Krieken, Walla Walla