Ah, yes, I remember it well -- the sound of my old Tim Thai's voice greeting me with a hearty "Hello" whenever I came in the door. He also had several other sounds he made, which he taught me to understand. One of these was, "I know I really shouldn't get any of that, but maybe just a little taste?" The sound was kind of a semi soft "Rahhh?" which ended on a question mark as he looked me right in the eye. Something unique about the Siamese was that he never looked away first from an eyeball to eyeball stare. I miss him.