More Marsha than Pickles. Marsha hears things like: "I love you my Marshamudo!" "You're such a pretty kitty." "Look and my curly girl!" "I love you my shuta-do."

With Pickie it's more like, "Pickles, get down!" "Pickles, what ARE you doing?" "Pickles, BE QUIET!" But then he curls up under my feet, or he lays quietly with Marsh on my chest, and then he's my lover bear.