I loved reading the long post from Ingrid's Dadd, and also the post that mentioned "sugar-coated meows." It is indeed a great joy to have a talking cat. She will converse quite readily. She will also complain when she is moved from one spot to another - "wah, wah, wah, wah," these little whispery, grumpy rapidfire little cries in a Siamese-y baby kind of way. I also discovered that she will come to me if I meow in a cat-calling kind of way - that voice they use to call one another with. She shows up in a hurry to see what the trouble is. She will converse with me whether I talk to her in cat or in human. I am sure she is sure she is making herself perfectlly well understood. And, yes, my other cat, who doesn't meow (she only prinks) *can* meow - she will meow if en route to the vet, for instance, though softly - but it must be an effort for her, because she simply chooses not to. Even her purr is soft, as opposed to Beauty's purr, which can be heard across the room and above the sound of a television. I love cat voices, no matter what kind.