"Miaw, Miaw, little Puss."
"Miaw."
"Little fur smoothed down and little taily waving in the air?" (I was always supposed to be a Persian kitten.)
"Miaw."
"Wants to lap up keemy and nibbst fish at the Prince George for your din-din?"
"Miaw!"
"Baby Totesikins love her Pasy and want din-din also? Lift her up to answer."
(Toto lifted in my arms to the telephone, long practice having made her adept.)
"Baby wants nice bickies?"