So I was sitting here minding my own business, when the little Tiger walks in. Sits down below me, looks up and gives me a loud chirp. I lean down to give him a stroke. I know he's just been fed, and just been outside for his toilet so thinking he just wants a cuddle. Not enough, he chirps again, longer and clearer. So I pick him up and put him in my lap, and start giving him strokes and pats. He starts purring but wont settle, .. He jumps down on the floor and chirps louder and gives me that look that makes me feel guilty. Then stands up on his backlegs and whacks me on my arm with both front paws. So I'm thinking maybe he wants something.. by then he's hovering around my legs, headbutting and purring. I get up and he runs infront of me, leading me all the way to the kitchen. I see that his bowls are half-full, so it's not like he needs more food. I walk up to the bisquit bowl and rattle it. Jameson looks very pleased and starts eating.
That was it. He made me get up, walk all the way to the kitchen just to rattle his food bowl!!
Now he's all happy, lying on his blanket cleaning himself.
I can't believe the some of the things he makes me do!
