She tried asking politely. She then sat on my mouse. She then tapped me with her paw and I had the audacity to pick her up and pet her and hold her. Harrumph.
After recovering from that effrontery she returned to ask again.
Now she is sitting on the other side of the computer on the planner. If this isn’t clear what could be?
“TREATS human, I need some TREATS!” She knows that I know what she needs.
The things a cat has to tolerate. Oh for opposable thumbs, though if I wait a bit longer it looks like the claws might come out.
(Patience kitten, patience. And while speaking on patience if any of you are expecting part 3 of the cougar dish… you’ll have to hang on like me and wait till it happens…)