As a one-time Sunday treat, here is a dialogue with Hili’s predecessor: Pia. Pia lived to the ripe old age of 14, and died in April of last year with but one tooth left in her head (but she was still able to nom birds and crunchies). She was much more philosophical than Hili is now. I have a lot of Pia dialogues, but they won’t be displayed, as we’re busy with Hili.
The dialogues started when Racjonalista asked me for permission to translate several of my posts into Polish. I said that was fine, but knowing that its proprietors, Andrzej and Malgorzata, had a cat, I asked for a “fee” of two cat pictures per article. Those pictures turned into dialogues with Pia, and, when she died, with Kitten Hili, who is now a feisty teenager.
You can see her obituary, a dialogue, and some photos here.
Pia often expatiated on philosophy, and squabbled with Andrzej, but, as you see below, she was a cat, and that means she was deeply concerned with noms:
Pia: Your dinner is in the Cat, meaning me.
A: All of it?
Pia: No, just the piece of meat you cut off before going to answer the phone.