in the quiet house, one of the cats will just start talking up a storm.
And it makes me smile.
It’s not the incessant “feed me” call of Kirby. No, this is a “damn, I feel fine today!”
There are a couple of cats who do this and I recognize each and every one. Ollie, Bart, Georgie and on occasion, Pete. Sometimes Jackie will share his thoughts, but I think his are more along the line of being a manly cat and looking for one of his girls.
Sometimes, I will try to quietly go to where the cat is talking and just watch him. Most of the times, the cats are just laying there, all stretched out.
Happy and content.
It always makes me smile.