Honestly, I think my cats understand English.
When I was leaving the house this evening, Oreo was at my feet, probably hoping I'd let him in. I glanced up and saw the two cat houses were occupied, and commiserated with him.
"What's wrong, Oreo? Are the houses taken?' He reluctantly started to walk thru the gate to the back yard where the rain was coming down pretty steadily.
I said to him, "Oreo, just go up there and wait -- somebody will leave eventually."
Do you know what that cat did? He hopped up on the fence, then onto the shed by the cat houses and waited.
Daisy talks, but Oreo listens.
"What's wrong, Oreo? Are the houses taken?' He reluctantly started to walk thru the gate to the back yard where the rain was coming down pretty steadily.
I said to him, "Oreo, just go up there and wait -- somebody will leave eventually."
Do you know what that cat did? He hopped up on the fence, then onto the shed by the cat houses and waited.
Daisy talks, but Oreo listens.
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Photos! Photos, please.
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