Okay, I'm in my home office working away (and by working, I mean cruising Facebook because I'm having a stress attack and need a break), and my cat Carter comes in and sets about meowing at me. Constantly. And loudly.
Usually this means the water bowl is empty, but I was just in the kitchen and noticed that they had plenty of water AND still a bit of the wet food they bugged the crap out of me for this morning.
He might want cuddles, but they don't ask for those; they just jump up and plop onto my keyboard, like, "I'm ready, start cuddling."
He doesn't look sick. If he were, he wouldn't be crying, he'd be puking on my favorite shoes.
As I wrote this, he stopped screeching and has moved to Plan B: sitting on my expensive keyboard as if he's scoping out a spot to pee. And licking the black keys, whatever that's about.
Okay, guess I've gotta go see what his deal is. Could be that someone unsavory is out front. Or maybe Timmy is trapped in the well. More than likely it's just that he can almost see the bottom of the food bowl.