Manic Moggies
There're at least 3 cats out in the back garden, making those bizarre (and hilarious, I think) yowling, groaning, mewling noises: a weird rhythmic counterpoint that rises and falls, changes its dynamics, and achieves a strange circular quality.
I think these noises translate as:
- What you looking at?
- You looking at my bird?
- Any chance of a shag?
- Get off my manor
- You're barred
- Leave it, Fluffy, he's not worth it
Hearing that noise through the dark, and through the open window, always makes me smile. Catworld is a weird place: weirder than Enders
3 comments:
That's excellent: I'll get it printed off and photocopied, and then I'll give those cats some voice coaching...
Next stop, Nessun Dorma et al. I'm seeing a feline vocal franchise.
- I hate the bloody election
- me too
- and the bloody politicians. Ggggrrrrgghh
- yeah, me too. GRRRRRRRGGGGHHHH
- it makes me wanna go meoooowwll
- yeah, me too. MEEEEEOOOOOWWWWLLL
etc
RedOne
a feline dirge of existential cat angst: not something you hear every day.
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