One of mom’s neighborhood kitties needs to hear this.
Head the crinkle of a chip bag. From outside.
The tortie:
(Mom plants catnip to attract them… so they scare off the bunnies that are attracted to the cone flowers…. The niece loves watching the nutters…)
My cat and I play a game where I ask, "Do you want a [word other than treat]?" five or six times before asking if he wants a treat, to teach him that not all questions mean treats are about to be given.
It's insane the force with which he turns his face away from me, as if to say, "Excuse me but I really need to be in the kitchen right now, treats are about to be given," when I ask if he wants a telephone. No matter how many times I tell him he has misheard, he simply does not believe me.