A conversation with Tyler

We looked after Tyler on Sunday.

While trying to shovel some healthy baby-mush into him, he became fascinated with Tiger. The feeling was mutual, as the baby-mush smelt like a tempting alternative to cat food.

I pointed at Tiger, and said, "Cat."
"Cat!"
"Ginger cat."
"Gerrr cat!"

Not bad, I thought.

So I pointed at Bailey.

"Dog."
"Dat!"

Early days...