Not very much if at all. I’m pretty stubborn about my lifestyle; I don’t change it for anyone. The cats would just have to deal.
It depends on what the cats had to say.
That’s creepy to imagine. I think I would try to be nicer. I’m not a big meanie or anything, but couldn’t everyone be nicer? Of course I say I’d be nicer because there would suddenly be someone pointing out the times I’m not so nice, even though I already know about those times. Maybe it’s because we’re always nicer when someone’s watching. Anyway, the whole idea of my dogs talking is spooky.
I don’t think I would change anything at all, except that it would mean I could have conversations at home during the day, which would be quite nice. I wonder what Doris would be interested in talking about. She’s not terribly bright, I’m afraid. Owen might be interested in politics. With my luck, though, they’d just want to talk about the physics of balls of aluminum foil as they are batted across linoleum.
My dogs communicate pretty well already. With the ability to speak, they would probably just complain more eloquently if they thought dinner was late or they weren’t getting enough attention. It might be odd hearing them request to be let out to use the “bathroom.” What terminology would they use? “Excuse me, I have to pee, NOW!” …or some polite euphemism?
Because all we only have fish right now, all I’d be hearing is, “Feed me! Feed me!”Deni, do you remember that Russian Blue that said “I’m hungry”?
Oh, yes, Steph! I’d forgotten all about that cat. So strange.
My guinea pig would just ask me to feed him more, and he already eats an awful lot…
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