A widowed Jewish lady, still in very good shape, was sunbathing on a totally deserted beach near Tel Aviv.
She looked up and noticed that a man her age, also in good shape, had walked up, placed his blanket on the sand near hers and began reading a book.
Smiling, she attempted to strike up a conversation with him. “How are you today?” “Fine, thank you,” he responded, and turned back to his book. “I love the beach Do you come here often?” she asked.
“First time since my wife passed away 2 years ago,” he replied and turned back to his book. “I’m sorry to hear that. My husband passed away three years ago and it is very lonely,” she countered.
”Do you live around here?” she asked.
“Yes, I live over in Haifa,” he answered, and again he resumed reading. Trying to find a topic of common interest, she persisted, “Do you like pussy cats?”