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<blockquote data-quote="susiestar" data-source="post: 459630" data-attributes="member: 1233"><p>Leo was a cat we had when I was a tween/early teen. He would go for walks with us. I often called him BooBoo bear after the bear that tags after Yogi bear in the cartoons. If you went a block or two miles he went with you. I was able to make him go back home if he followed me to the bus stop but that was the only time. He NEVER meowed. He chirped - it was an awesome sound.</p><p></p><p>Sammy, the cat my folks lost last year, spoke. He could say water, husband's name (NOT easy like Bill or Bob or whatever. The relatives did not believe us until they came to visit and heard him. He and my Freckles did not really like each other but tolerated each other. Until we got our own place. Then they would insist on talking to each other over the phone. They would force themselves into your face and meow and paw until you let them talk. Of course Sammie was NOT the best hunter. It wasn't uncommon for him to lose a mouse behind a soccer ball in the middle of the yard! Sammie was a chest man at heart. His happiest time was to come and curl up for a snuggle and a nap on the female with the biggest chest in the house. </p><p></p><p>My folks have now had three different cats who could tell time. NOt that they ate at a specific time, but they would come inside at a specific time. NEVER more than 2 minutes off, NOT waiting on the porch until the time came and we looked outside. We would give times like 2:13 or 5:17, strange times not tied into our schedules or anything. They would just trot up from wherever when needed.</p><p></p><p>We could tell one of my parents' cats to go to M and B's house and get the mouse. They were surrogate grandparents after we moved and they lived on the other side of a big field (now a nice house). Dad would just tell him to go and do it, then either open the door and let him out and watch him trot on over or just watch him turn around and go over there. He got the mouse every time, and brought it home for a treat - he got tuna if he brought it home and didn't eat it. Though at first there was quite a struggle to get him to NOT leave his trophies on my father's pillow!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="susiestar, post: 459630, member: 1233"] Leo was a cat we had when I was a tween/early teen. He would go for walks with us. I often called him BooBoo bear after the bear that tags after Yogi bear in the cartoons. If you went a block or two miles he went with you. I was able to make him go back home if he followed me to the bus stop but that was the only time. He NEVER meowed. He chirped - it was an awesome sound. Sammy, the cat my folks lost last year, spoke. He could say water, husband's name (NOT easy like Bill or Bob or whatever. The relatives did not believe us until they came to visit and heard him. He and my Freckles did not really like each other but tolerated each other. Until we got our own place. Then they would insist on talking to each other over the phone. They would force themselves into your face and meow and paw until you let them talk. Of course Sammie was NOT the best hunter. It wasn't uncommon for him to lose a mouse behind a soccer ball in the middle of the yard! Sammie was a chest man at heart. His happiest time was to come and curl up for a snuggle and a nap on the female with the biggest chest in the house. My folks have now had three different cats who could tell time. NOt that they ate at a specific time, but they would come inside at a specific time. NEVER more than 2 minutes off, NOT waiting on the porch until the time came and we looked outside. We would give times like 2:13 or 5:17, strange times not tied into our schedules or anything. They would just trot up from wherever when needed. We could tell one of my parents' cats to go to M and B's house and get the mouse. They were surrogate grandparents after we moved and they lived on the other side of a big field (now a nice house). Dad would just tell him to go and do it, then either open the door and let him out and watch him trot on over or just watch him turn around and go over there. He got the mouse every time, and brought it home for a treat - he got tuna if he brought it home and didn't eat it. Though at first there was quite a struggle to get him to NOT leave his trophies on my father's pillow! [/QUOTE]
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