Quiet, really, then our home must be well soundproofed as all you can hear is me YAWPING and now J1 YAWPING! It's like a competition. J1, you see, Yawps like a girl and I Yawp like a boy, a very big boy! Sometimes it gets SO MUCH that Momma closes J1 door for a short while and he can be seen opening and closing his mouth at the window. This has only happened twice, he now gets that he can't scream all day, because I beat him paws down!
The girls don't so much as Yawp but squeak. Well, for the moment. Faith has not yet started to 'call' for anything more than the odd 8Legged. But when she does, I feel our new neighbours may well turn on their heals and work longer hours! She has been teasing J1 with squeaking and marching but that is about her limit. Yesterday she smelled his paw and a fight broke out into a hissing and spitting match. J1 then has to go back in his CatPod to calm his AirBags down and this is when he sings to her. She sits with her paws in her ears "la la la" she over sings "I can't hear you."
It doesn't stop there, there is chattering of a constant type. Birdies are now roosting in the Clemetis that runs alongside our CatPod and here can be spotted little families of House Sparrows, Dunnocks & Jenny Wrens. Our catPod is alive with chattering birdies and a chattering Lillibet and you know who would be the loudest as she beets out her base note with her tail on the side of the plastic cat house.
There are neighbourhood and garden cats too as well as Hedgehogs and very squeaky squirrels and Jay birds. As beautiful and funny as they all are, they don't half add to our din. Couple that with the nine dogs that surround our garden. It sounds like Battersea Dog & cats home! Yawp, sqwark, bark and cheep. It can create quite a racket at times. That is not to even mention the human noises too. Our CatPod door is very squeaky, Momma oils it regularly but it still makes a 'cage' noise. That's what sets the dogs off, then J1 starts moaning and wailing in his girls voice that is plainly meant for a small kitten as it's so high pitched and demanding, then I answer him in my dulcet baritone, Faith squeaks at the 8Leggeds and Lillibet at the Birdies. Horrible Horrace and the Jay birds argue over the egg stealing business and in the distance the Christmas Geese in the allotments gaggle and the cockerel crows his heart out. Quiet is not a word I would use for our little piece of heaven!
Welcome to our World.