Siamese

My Mom was gone gone gone for a few days. She left me with my Cat Sitter (who I have to entertain by doing 'tricks' like rolling on my back and batting around a fuzz ball on a stick.) My Mom came back stinking of Siamese but, even so, I was so happy to see her! My Mom said that the cat she was with speaks a Siamese dialect which is an imperfect form of Cat. She said it sounds like ma ma barah ma ma barah said over and over in a thin, high-pitched little voice.

Boring! Ma ma barah? That's so pitiful, LOL, ma ma barah, hee hee hee....silly cat. I'm so glad to see My Mom!