Little Thatch is becoming quite the talker. He was quiet for so long. When he first came, we only heard sounds out of him when he was hiding under the bookshelves, crying and hungry, or yowling and hissing when he and Annabelle were fighting. Now that he's decided that he loves his big sister and that a studio apartment on the Upper West Side beats the hell out of fighting for survival on a Bronx garage roof, he's becoming very chatty.