In Siamese, it's more like mrrrrrrrrrooowwww.
Here's the dude, finally immortalized in paint. I showed him the canvas and he was downright rude. Yeah, whatever, chop up some chicken liver woman...now!
He may be a harsh judge of my artwork, but a more loyal and loving companion doesn't exist, though he'll never admit to it. See that expression? That's how he tolerates my rants, stupid ideas, depression, fears, insomnia and my general tendency to be clueless in all things important.
"There is, incidentally, no way of talking about cats that enables one to come off as a sane person." - Dan Greenberg