We call the cat One Eye. He can only see out of one eye. He sleeps with Fester in the pen. They get along very well.

I call out to him, 'Fester, my love,' and he answers me.

I thought he looked like (Uncle Fester).

He comes to me when I call him. One day I was by the mailbox and I called for him, and he came running across the lawn to me. It was so funny.

There's nothing to him but feathers.

I'm amazed that he works. He sleeps a lot, but when he's not sleeping, he's on the air. It's amazing.