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Years ago my wife had friends that had a Grey. That thing was a riot.
Took the sound and the phraseology of the mother. No kidding sounded just like her.
It would whistle and call the dog and that poor hound would come running into the living room. And then start turning around in circles looking confused because there was noone there to pet him.
When the phone would ring, it woud yell, "Jimmy, get the phone! Jimmy get the phone dammit!. "
The microwave would beep and it would start yelling "time for dinner! come and get it!"
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