Here she is again. Good god. Blah, blah, blah. The moment you walk through that door it starts.
Lets get this straight. I’m a cat, and I have no idea what you’re saying.
I’m pretty sure even if I did understand, nothing you have to say would interest me.
The best I can do is make a weird screech, but even that sounds better than your strange gargle.
You like that noise I make though don’t you? However, I must point out, I dislike it when you attempt to imitate me.
You really are a creepy little woman. I’m not even sure if I’ll stay with you beyond this week.
Stop touching me like that. Alright then, I suppose you can scratch that one area. Yes, there. That’s the spot.
Good. Now, off with you. I desire food.
Good girl, that’s the food container I require. Quickly, present it to me witch! You are a slow servant indeed.
However, you are considerably faster than the feeble old woman next door.
Watching her open my food you’d think she was crafting a swiss watch.
What are you doing with my dish of food woman? Really? Just leaving it, on the tile over there?
No! I’m not getting up you hag! Bring it here, and now!
You know to place my dinner immediately in front of me. The nerve you have sometimes.
I question if all my valuable time training you is worth the effort.
Now, when do you propose to sit down? I desire to sit on your lap and warm up.
Oh yes, I suppose you must feed yourself.
Make it quick though.
Now what are you prattling on about? Now I think about it, you haven’t stopped since you walked into my abode. Please, just shut up.