My kitty cat thinks
That I'm a little mad
I know this for a fact
As she said on the phone
Complaining it's absurd
For an animal to talk
Or use lateral dexterity
To use a telephone
So either she is lying
Or I am a little mad
For the only thing she utters
Is a guttural single vowel
Her words not mine
I'll translate in Cat-toniest
This solitary term
That proves I'm not so mad...
MEOW
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Love this, Don't worry you are not mad, my dog is always on the phone to me. I can't go anywhere without him ringing.