My poor late cat Fiona was a big talker. I she pretty much learned how to say 'turkey', and had a vocabulary of about 20 words. Really, how much does a cat really need to say. This cat however seems to be the Norman Mailer of the feline word. I'm sure it's cute the first few times, but then it would be like having a small demon roaming about the house.
One dark night, Fiona coughed up a hair ball and began to make similar noises. It was the most frightening thing to be woken up to what sounded like a human voice in the other room desperately trying to form words. No wonder cats were looked on with suspicion in the Middle Ages.