Jake was half Siamese and very voluble. Mostly I love it; I talk to him all the time, why wouldn't he talk to me? But sometimes it would drive me insane - for instance, if a chicken was in the oven, he would yowl the entire time it was cooking...
Nothing worked, only throwing him out and shutting the cat flap. Screeching at him louder than he was yowling would work for a few minutes... and make me feel a heel when I got the big pussy eyes what have I done? face...
Jacob died last May. I have a feeling that if I could have him back, I would relish every syllable of every yowl for some considerable time...