My cats were great characters too. I used to call them Misty No.1 Cat and Misha No.2 Cat, the first oldest cat never hardly left my side and very protective towards Misha and the puppy dog I got later. She was never a terrific hunter and spent most of her time on my shoulder especially to get from A to B rather than walk and would retrieve balls of silver paper like a dog but only as long as SHE chose to do it, she was so dainty when walking over fragile breakables without once knocking anything over, Misha my black Siamese cross on the other hand was like a little Bobcat and she could leap and unfortunately catch birds in mid-air often bringing the carnage into the house as a present I don't think that she could fully understand my displeasure. Despite being so agile she was the clumsiest and most likely to knock things over or slip off the edges of things with a bump. Talking about ex's I used to 'chat' to cat No.1 a lot, she was very vocal, she could understand me sometimes too well and if he got too much I could get her to growl and hiss at him. One day he was cooking some bacon and somehow dropped off to sleep, the bacon started to catch alight and she kept clawing him until he stirred saving him. And he had always thought that she didn't care for him. Sometimes I prefer the characters of animals to some humans any day.