I don't want to leave my Cat Blogosphere friends so..here I go with another true adventure story of control! Well, wait a minute. In this case she won!
Yesterday I was down the hallway in the spare bedroom. I was enjoying an afternoon sunpuddle. Mom knew where I was and said in a lower than usual volume tone "Are you hungry"? I came straight into the kitchen from the bedroom to my place mat. Mom dished out my supper. I have shown that I know some phrases and sentences and words. I don't always do what is requested. That would be un-catly. BUT I do when it suits me. And I do often enough to let her know that yes, I understand her.
I understand and usually heed "Come here". and "Look". "Supper" "Breakfast" and "Do you want breakfast" and other favorite phrases i.e. "Ready for bed"? and "Let's go" "wanna play"? I'm not going to remind her right now of other words and phrases I understand as I don't want her getting the big head thinking she recalls them all!
When I am acting like a vulture (or Snoopy from Peanuts when he is being a vulture on his doghouse) by leaning way over her face from my position behind her head after we go to bed and it's time for petting, she starts laughing every TIME! She thinks it's so funny to see my chessboard fur design under my chin and head, leaning over her like a vulture birdie. I LOVE when she laughs like that. I have her right on the central pink pad of my paw! I can make her laugh at will. I'll lean several times over her face..purring hard and then, I collapse with my face pressed to hers. She is a total sap for that. I can rule her actions like no other! You other kitties got your mom's or dad's under your toesies? At your command? Give!