Who are you?

This morning I looked out to see Kirby and Mrs. Deer playing a game of peek-a-boo in the back yard. 

Mrs. Deer:  "Scuse me, hunny, but do I know you?  I mean, you sort of look like a deer, but you are so short and fuzzy."

Kirby:  "'Scuse you, but I live here.  And just so you know, for a cat, you are really weird looking.  First of all, no tail to speak of.  And those long skinny legs.  (Thinking to self:  maybe this is the new look for cats?)  You don't look like any of MY relatives."

Both muttering:  "Really, the whole world seems odd these days."  Wanders off...