AtTax Time
What were we doing?
[Editor: I’m minding my own business when Ringo starts muttering [Korats don’t meow, they chirp or mutter] and breaks into a cat fit, sweeping the tax book to the floor, and then attacks Sox. I turn around and take the picture as they decide to sleep instead. My cats are weird.
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Groooaaaan! Could you perhaps capture and post a small audio file of Ringo’s mutterings? Tabitha utters a wide assortment of syllables, but they’re all variants of “mao”; Samantha emits only one very brief, very soft sound in greeting, and rarely speaks otherwise. I’m curious about the notion of a cat that chirps or mutters.
Korat she may be, but Ringo is a true American cat if she manifests hatred of, and anger at, taxes. Goodness knows I did some muttering myself a couple of weeks ago.
Coby just barely gets out a “ma…”
Trouble spends every morning at the sliding glass door looking into the backyard and chirps back at the birds. Strange to hear such dainty little sounds from such a big fat cat.
I should be able to capture audio with the camera, if I can figure out the instructions, Steve.
That’s it, LK, the “mur, mur, mur” instead of “maow”.
Koshka used to do exactly the same thing, Andante. Sitting on a window sill, wanting a piece of one of the blue jays in the backyard.
It sounds like her little sounds would be fun to hear. Lady Fortuna makes a “brre” noise when I pet her, sometimes. I was afraid I would have a noisy cat with Rocky Girl because, when I first got her, she meowed constantly. Eat, meow. Take a dump, meow. Go to bed, meow. I finally figured out that she was trying to find her brothers, but they were still at the foster home.
While Sox is the most vocal, Dot has a range of “songs”. Her purring send tremors through your body, her normal “meow” is operatic, she has a convincing “roar”, and a “growl”.