The Talkative One

This guy.

Doesn’t always know when to shut up.

He is the most talkative, boisterous cat that has ever owned me.

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow.

The reason for the non-stop cat calling? Not sure, but I have a few guesses:

  • I’m hungry
  • Pet me
  • I’m hungry
  • Love me
  • I’m hungry
  • Pay attention to me
  • You’re home now, which means I’m hungry
  • Play with me
  • I’m hungry
  • Are you eating without me?
  • I’m hungry
  • Is Natasha cooking shrimp?
  • How come you left me for so long?
  • Pet me
  • Love me
  • I’m hungry dammit

I swear I feed Gibbs plenty.

There are days when his cat calls are incessant and lead to pleading yowls, which leads me to direct him to the bedroom door for a “time out.”

Yes, Gibbs gets time outs. It’s for the sanity of myself and the roommate.

Which takes us to today’s one-liner. On Saturday, Natasha and I were at the kitchen table, talking about “stuff” while the cacophony of Mr. Gibbs carried on in the background.

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow.

When the humans had a break in the conversation, Natasha looked at Gibbs and deadpanned…

“And the band played on…”

Yup. I have an uber vocal one-cat band.

He doesn’t take requests, but he’ll definitely sing for love and food.

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41 responses to The Talkative One

  1. Dan Antion says:

    That’s funny.

    I think he’s been texting MuMu: “this woman isn’t feeding me, and I’m so itchy…”

    MuMu is our screamer. Her sister is almost silent.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      I’m so itchy? Hahahaha! Yeah, well, I’ll scratch that itch for you bud, but it doesn’t involve food…

      I’ll have to take the phone away from him.

  2. loisajay says:

    Is he hungry? 😀 Mary, this was too funny. Parker kills us with the silent treatment. Just sits and stares at us. And I swear the longer she stares, the bigger her eyes get.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      That’s too funny, Lois. Because I usually go to bed around 9 p.m., the feline wagon trail starts circling and if I don’t respond quick enough, they sit right in front of me and stare. If they don’t get you one way, they’ll get you another. Thank God they can’t throw stuff at us.

      • loisajay says:

        oh my gosh, Mary–imagine if they could throw stuff! That is so funny to think about…!

  3. Joanne Sisco says:

    It appears there might be one in every family. Oh wait, I have only one 😉
    I love the picture … look mom, I’m Batman! 😆

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Gibbs is about nine and a half and I can promise you he can hear just fine. Nope, I got nothing either except he wants food and love and lots of attention.

  4. Oh, Crystal is a talker too. (She wasn’t before her big brother died… he used to do the caterwauling. She picked up where he left off.) However, she does it with her paper balls — as she carried them around the house. Hugs to you and Gibbs.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Crystal must be telling you that she killed the paper ball and is offering it up to you as a sacrificial gift. Or something like that. 😏

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Well, they do take the time to sleep and poop, so there’s that. But I suppose the rest of the time is open for talking.

  5. Herman says:

    Thank goodness Mr. Bowie is a very quiet cat. He only ‘talks’ a lot when he doesn’t like the music I’m working on in the studio. Not joking! Guess it’s something with very high frequencies…
    Nowadays, while it’s very cold outside, he makes a lot of noise to get back inside!

    • bikerchick57 says:

      I don’t blame Bowie for talking his way out of the cold. Hopefully, warmer days are coming that he can stay quietly outside.

      That’s funny about the music. But on a little Barry White for him…there are no high frequencies there. 😉

  6. M-R says:

    Ah, the beautiful Gibbs … I believe talking cats really >are< communicating, M-J. Lui and I have long conversations: "Auoo …" "auooo !" … "wauoo …" and so they go. Sometimes there's no voice, just mouths opening and shutting ! [grin]
    Me ? – obsessed ?
    Rubbish !

    • bikerchick57 says:

      I think there might be a funny video in there of you and Lui having a conversation. 😉

      I’ve picked up Gibbs on occasion and started yowling louder than him. He looks at me like I’m crazy (which I am) and then settles down for a bit. Maybe 5 minutes… 😀

  7. JoAnna says:

    We feed two “feral” cats at church. They constantly tell everyone they are hungry. They are the fattest feral cats on the planet. In return, they occasionally bring us presents of the rodent kind.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Your church is very kind to feed the feral cats. They may be a little plump, but I imagine the cats are appreciative that they don’t have to rely on hunting alone.

      • JoAnna says:

        I think they are appreciative. They let me pet them a little when they’re eating.

  8. joey says:

    I can relate. Catticus.
    “And the band played on” is a great line for times like that.

  9. terrepruitt says:

    I have a talkative cat, too. For the longest time, when she talked it sounded as if someone was ripping her intestines out through her nose. I used to get scared. Then I noticed that those terrifying yowls are when she has her toy mouse in her mouth. The second she drops it her meowls go back to sounding normal. Oh, it used to give me a fright. Now, I just say, “What?!” She is a big time talker!

    Gibbs looks gorgeous!

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Ha! That’s hilarious about your Kitty’s meow and the mouse, except it wasn’t funny for you at first. That must be her “I killed the mouse for you” notification. 😊

      • terrepruitt says:

        No. Used to scare me. I would jump up. Took me a while to understand her mouth was full! Silly girl. It was either, the “I killed a mouse” or “let’s play!”

        Just a few minutes ago she was going on and on. I think it might have been a “Mom, mom, mom, I have to use the litter box and BELIEVE ME, you don’t want to be in the room when I am done. Mom, mom, mom. Get out of the room. Mom!” I didn’t understand until just now. 🙂

  10. Liz says:

    I think it’s saying-how come you left me for so long, pet me, pay attention, play with me and hey are you eating without me?? seriously? I waited for you all day long and now you eat without me? You have a nerve…dammit!

    • bikerchick57 says:

      I ate lunch today, in front of him while he cried. I think he may have been thinking something a bit stronger than “dammit.” 😉

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