My cats converse with me all the time. How else can they tell me what they want? We are their servants, don't you know?
Yours are very benign over-lords. Mine expect me to know instinctively how to serve them best and have ways to punish me if I get it wrong. :lau:lau
 
You clearly have not found the right cat!! LOL Marigold, my torti, and I hold entire conversations in the kitchen. It drives Rich nuts, he can hear I'm talking but can't make out what I'm saying, so he hollers to ask what I'm saying, and I'll just say "talking to the cat!"

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What a beautiful cat.
I think my cats believe they are way above me in the social order. Maybe I should remind them of their origins as rescue cats.
 
You clearly have not found the right cat!! LOL Marigold, my torti, and I hold entire conversations in the kitchen. It drives Rich nuts, he can hear I'm talking but can't make out what I'm saying, so he hollers to ask what I'm saying, and I'll just say "talking to the cat!"

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Yep. Happens here too. :D
 
The princes:
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Pipsqueak, the munchkin prince.
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Hviti, the great white hunter.

They are all that, and a bag of chips. :D
 
Well, since we have gone way off topic here, talking about our cats, and I just had to share my two princes, and could clearly talk about cats all day long, because clearly they are the highest form of life on this planet, at least if you were to ask any cat who has lived with me, I thought I'd share photos of chickens. :lol: How about a rooster shoot?
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Mad Hatter, when he was still young and not quite so ornery. :lol:
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Pippi!
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Surly, doting on Louie Louie, back when he was still called Lucy 2. 😁 I blame this bonding experience for his skittish nature. When she got broody again, she booted him out into the milieu, and no one wanted him around. Poor guy. Raising up some girls for him now. 😉 I already shared a recent photo of him.
 
The princes:
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Pipsqueak, the munchkin prince.
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Hviti, the great white hunter.

They are all that, and a bag of chips. :D
I just love munchkin cats. My daughter had one. He was amazing. So friendly.

He loved wrestling with our Norwegian forest cat, Davis, who was 3 times bigger than him. He could get under Davis and flip him over. He flipped Davis into my bar one time and broke 2 bottles of scotch. I was not pleased.

Here they are together before Davis grew to his full size.
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Well, since we have gone way off topic here, talking about our cats, and I just had to share my two princes, and could clearly talk about cats all day long, because clearly they are the highest form of life on this planet, at least if you were to ask any cat who has lived with me, I thought I'd share photos of chickens. :lol: How about a rooster shoot?
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Mad Hatter, when he was still young and not quite so ornery. :lol:
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Pippi!
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Surly, doting on Louie Louie, back when he was still called Lucy 2. 😁 I blame this bonding experience for his skittish nature. When she got broody again, she booted him out into the milieu, and no one wanted him around. Poor guy. Raising up some girls for him now. 😉 I already shared a recent photo of him.
I love cat talk as well. These are excellent photos though!

Mad Hatter, meet Hattie (named after the Mad Hatter).
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