Let The Tent Games Begin
I have previously talked about Taffy and her love of the silly cat tent. She seems to have worked out a clever plan to involve me in her games.
Once she has finished her first (and very important) nap of the day and has done with her second breakfast, she gets into her cat tent and sits there waiting for some attention.
If I walk past she mews hopefully. She will be parked in the tent peering out hopefully.
If I take her up on her challenge, and rattle the tent house from behind, she scoots to the front of the tent, rolls over — paw at the ready and mouth open in anticipation (of grabbing my hand)
She usually rolls on her side at this point and makes fearsome faces at me, while hissing.