Sometimes I can hear Minnie talking.
I have telepathic powers when it comes to her. Basically while she's just hanging around with us human folk I translate for her.
I snapped some photos of her latest conversation.
"Gracie, can I have a turkey sandwich."
"Please? All I had today was some kibble.
And cream cheese. And a denti-stick. And a busy bone.
That's like ... not even enough for breakfast."
"OMG are you making me a turkey sandwich right now?"
"I'm a little ticked off to be honest. You made yourself a sandwich. Such a tease. But that milk bone was alright I guess.
Can I have another?"