Ah, kitties...

[logansrogue]

Three times so far my cat Lenny has politely come into my room. The door creaks open, I hear heavy "doomp doomp" kitty footsteps, and then a very polite, plaintive, "Prrow?"

"Lenny..."

"Mrow."

"You want me? What do you want?"

"Yow."

*sleep* "Okay, baby, I'm coming."

So I come through into the laundry, which is just near the back door. I figure he wants to be let out. No. He walks right up to the wet food bowl, which is very empty.

"Oh, are you hungry, buddy?"

He lets me know with purrs and rubs that yes, yes he is *very* hungry and that a tiny tiger of his stature cannot go without his yummy foods. So I put it out for him, and with a kiss on his bonce, go back to bed. Ten minutes later, I hear the door open again, and that same plaintive meow.

"Oh, did you wanna go out now that you're fed?"

"Row."

So I follow him again, and he dutifully guides me through... to the food bowl.

"What?"
He looks up at me expectantly, sweetly, and meows again.

"Is it the wrong flavour?"

"Prrrrrt."

Yeah, I gave him beef casserole. He doesn't want beef casserole. His beef casserole days are far behind him. He wants his FISH, damn it! But he's suggesting it very sweetly, you know, "Hi, yeah, look, this was nice and all but I really would prefer the tuna in salmon sauce, okay?" Of course. So I put it out for him.

I'm now readying myself for him to come in a third time to let me know that he wants to go outside and survey his vast kingdom. Cause Lenny, he doesn't care if I'm trying to get my sleep or anything. Humans? Sleep? They're for answering his whims and worshipping the ground he walks on! Which I have absolutely no problem doing, I love taking care of my little buddy, I just wish he'd let me get a full night's sleep. :-P

ETA: No meow this time. Just the creak of the door, I look over, and he's just poked his head in expectantly. I figure, hey, he finally wants out! I follow him through and... he stands next to the door to the laundry, looking up at me.

No, he doesn't want Salmon in seafood sauce by Dine, he wants Chicken and Salmon by Whiskas. He has eaten about half of the other serving, and it isn't that much food in the little patty pan. So I dole out some more catfood. It's while I'm washing fish oil off my hands that he lets me know, polite as ever, that he wishes to go outside.

He purrs a lot as I give him a kiss and nuzzle his big tiger-kitty head. He's such a good boy. But yeah -- interrupting sleep.

Comments

[veronica-rich.livejournal.com]

Oh, our fur friends. Pains in the ass, the lot of them, until one looks at you with a sweet expression and a little "meow?" or a paw-tap.

[hotclaws.livejournal.com]

Aww,my Moon will be 18 in a few weeks and has taken to sleeping her days away on a particular armchair.Twice a day she shouts for food which has to be brought to her in a clean bowl.It's the loudest noise you've ever heard.I don't mind her senior whims though.

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Oh, my old Melma used to love her food. She would wolf that crap down, her lack of teeth be damned! I knew it was time for her to go when she didn't want to eat anymore. (She was really sick). Cause she totally loved her food, even if she was hurt.

[alya1989262.livejournal.com]

Awwww! So adorable. I want a kitty. :

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Well, I expect you'd have no shortage of them in Egypt. *^_^*

[mysanal.livejournal.com]

You are so well trained. ;-D