[Maketh laughs just a little, pouring the whiskey. The cat is watching her and making a great effort in seeming to be doing anything but watching her. It's mouths click and sigh. She probably ought to be disturbed by that.] We had a group of them on our farm, when I was a child. My father tried to tame them. Occasionally they were friendly. But I've seen them take out storm troopers, if you can believe that.