Whitey (AKA Sweet Baboo) is one of our quietest cats. He just never meows, and when he does, it's too funny because he has this tiny little voice coming out of a big, fluffy (11 pounds or so at 8 mos old) body.
Anyway, I am working at home today, and he keeps coming into the computer room and meowing at me, then walking to the door and looking back and meowing again. I've tried following him, but I am just not getting what he is obviously trying to tell me; I have no idea what he's going on about. So the last time he came in here a few minutes ago, I just had this mental image: "What, Lassie? Little Timmy fell and hurt his leg? Okay! I'll get the rope. Good girl, Lassie!"
Anyway, I am working at home today, and he keeps coming into the computer room and meowing at me, then walking to the door and looking back and meowing again. I've tried following him, but I am just not getting what he is obviously trying to tell me; I have no idea what he's going on about. So the last time he came in here a few minutes ago, I just had this mental image: "What, Lassie? Little Timmy fell and hurt his leg? Okay! I'll get the rope. Good girl, Lassie!"
