He seldom talks except in his squeeky little chirp when the Friskies can is opened in the morning.
Meew.......MEEW! (Mommy! I have something for you!) "Timber?! What's the matter Timby?" It's 2 a.m. I'm asleep. Or, I WAS.
"Meeoow! Grrrrr....... (Ooops! I had a mouse for you, but I guess I forgot he was still alive!)
BANG! Clatter--scuffle. The rest of the cats are all helping now! Mouse at large---hey this is fun!
I love living in the country--really I do.