If it looks like a cat, walks like a cat, and sounds like a duck, it
must be a ... duck? Are you sure you weren't "ducking"? :-)

We *have* one. We call Smokey "The Duck Cat" because she's made this
quack sound instead of a meow her whole life (we've had her since she
was born, as she was one of Spooky's stowaways. Spooky was The Amazing
Spayed Cat Who Gave Birth).

It's not annoying to me though. Weird. And Very Very Identifiable. But
not annoying.

These days she quacks for her breakfast from the moment I start moving
until one of us feeds her; she gets fed separately from the rest of
the clowder for health reasons.

Deborah
no witty tagline today

Frank used to quack sometimes. He could meow properly, but I guess his
quack meant something special. Actually, it was more of a muack.

I wonder if that sounds anything like a cat saying "wak", or a ferret
saying "what, what, what". :)

Trust me, both Jake and Molly are very good at "signing" since I walk around
the house totally deaf most of the time.

They as well as Kayla are extremely gifted in letting me know what is going
on and what they need.  Kayla goes to the door when the cats are outside and
want in.  She has various ways of telling me who is home, etc.

Trouble is, if it isn't someone she wants to see, she doesn't let me know.
Not much of a guard dog.

Note:  Borders are supposedly so smart.  Why hasn't she learned yet that she
cannot catch a ball in her mouth if she already has a ball in her mouth?

Three tennis balls on the floor = total meltdown.
Jo

Betty used to say, "mehnew?"  I wonder if she was asking me what the
available meal choices were.

The initial Two ^ was supposed to be a 'The'.

You're right, absolutely. Two is more than one plus one, in Cat Math. :)