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jmcquown - 18 May 2006 08:34 GMT

I was on the phone with kili yesterday evening and she heard Persia
interrupt me to say, "Meow-ma?" She laughed and said "OMG! I heard her say
that!"

John doesn't believe me when I tell him Persia talks, but he's heard her
just like kili heard her. He is in denial. :)

She does talk, and she's breaking the 'cat code' by letting us know she can
talk. Sometimes she talks and says (after Meow-ma) "mmmover ere!" when she
wants to show me something. (smile)

I truly believe cats are an alien race sent here to gather intelligence and
cat food... chicken, fish, ham, potatoes, crackers, cheese, chips and
crackers. ;).

No, I'm not paranoid. We are being watched by cats. They check out our
food to make sure there are no transmitters there. And some of them tap you
on the nose to make sure you don't have a transmitter there, too. :D

Persia likes to tap me on the nose and also my cheek and forehead. What a
cute feeling to be touched by a soft little paw! Be afraid, be very afraid!

I believe she's transmitting information to the Mothership. She also rolls
around on her crackle-sack to disguise her transmissions! It's disguised as
cuteness :) I rub her tummy and she rolls around and gets belly rubs and
meanwhile, she's transmitting the contents of the refrigerator...

Hey, it could happen. LOL

Jill

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Kreisleriana - 18 May 2006 16:38 GMT

>I was on the phone with kili yesterday evening and she heard Persia
>interrupt me to say, "Meow-ma?" She laughed and said "OMG! I heard her say
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>Jill

Well, you should see it around here when I'm on the phone. When the
phone rings, there's a stampede to get to it. But do either of them
answer it? Of course not! And while I'm talking, I would swear I
have a roomful of three year olds. It's like they are trying
everything I can think of to get my attention from forcibly pushing
their heads under my hands to yelling into the phone (yes they do!),
and picking fights with each other. It's an amazing display.

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jXwXeXrXmXoXnXt@sonic.net - 18 May 2006 19:43 GMT

> Well, you should see it around here when I'm on the phone. When the
> phone rings, there's a stampede to get to it. But do either of them
> answer it? Of course not!

Roxy used to try to answer the phone. When it rang and I picked it up
in my office, she would be in the living room, sniffing at the extension
in there, and then pawing at it. Suddenly I would hear a click and some
other noises, and the party on the other end would ask what that was. I
would say, "Oh, it's just Roxy, picking up the extension to listen in."

> And while I'm talking, I would swear I
> have a roomful of three year olds. It's like they are trying
> everything I can think of to get my attention from forcibly pushing
> their heads under my hands to yelling into the phone (yes they do!),
> and picking fights with each other. It's an amazing display.

And when you hang up, do they amble off like you're the last person
they want to see? :)

Joyce

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Tanada - 19 May 2006 01:46 GMT

> I believe she's transmitting information to the Mothership. She also rolls
> around on her crackle-sack to disguise her transmissions! It's disguised as
> cuteness :) I rub her tummy and she rolls around and gets belly rubs and
> meanwhile, she's transmitting the contents of the refrigerator...

That's why they hang out around Rob. those titanic plates in his head
make radio transmissions easier for them. I'd worry about it, but I get
to have my cats and Robert too.

Pam S.

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Cheryl - 19 May 2006 03:08 GMT

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> Hey, it could happen. LOL

I believe it! Rhett, who isn't normally talkative unless he's talking
to Bonnie, was hollaring at me yesterday while I was trying to sleep
in. I've been out of work this week, so slept in. He was clearly
agitated, which isn't like him. When I finally got up to go to the
bathroom, he and Scarlett were already in there; Scarlett on the seat
and Rhett on the floor meowing at it. It had been running on since
the last flush. I'll never ignore him acting that way again. He'd
been trying to tell me something was wrong.

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Marina - 19 May 2006 05:22 GMT

Very possible. I wrote about this a few years ago. The story's on
Flippy's catpage at:

http://www.flippyscatpage.com/callingmothership.html

"Calling the Mothership... do you read me?

Nikki is desperately trying to get in touch with the Mothership
this morning. She is running around the apartment at top speed, stopping
dead in her tracks now and then to try and tune in.

Whoosh, she jumps up on the back of the easy chair, hangs on and
swivels her ears. No reception. Whump, she flies over the two meter gap
to the bed. Slumps down and swivels her ears. Still nothing. Out into
the hallway she zooms. Can't see her, but obviously she gets nothing
there, because soon she comes whooshing back and jumps up on the kitchen
cabinet. Maybe the ornamental Tunisian bird cage can act as an antenna?
Nope, nothing there. Thump down on the kitchen table. Ears swivel. Still
nothing. Swoosh over to the windowsill. There's the cabinet, maybe she
will have better reception on top of that?

She is still there, staring intently out at the skies. Maybe she is
trying for visual contact with the Mothership."

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