We talk "meowish" him and I. I meow and he meows back. We can have quite long conversations before he gets tired of me and turn his head away to show: "That's it lady! You talk waaaay to much. I need to rest." He simply goes back to his resting position and even if I might be in the middle of a meowing story I do get the hint...
He turns 5 this year. He's a lion. Although he is kind of a petite lion. I love you dearly, sweet Charlie. Sweet cat nap.