We feed our aging, but spunky cat a bit of canned cat food every morning–a treat he enjoys immensely. As I was doing the breakfast dishes my son let Mac the Cat into
the house. Mac marched right up to me, meowing incessantly.
I said to him, "Go look in your bowl. Your food’s already there."
"Meeeooow." Mac didn’t move.
"Go on. Go look."
"Meeeeooooow." Still no movement.
My son, who was downstairs putting on his shoes for school, called up to me (in an exasperated voice), "Mom, just take Mac to his food bowl. He doesn’t speak English!"