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Kika (16?yo): she likes to be petted, but she's wants to be petted in a very specific corner of the house - currently her cardboard box, but it changes over time. So she begs me "pet me, pet me!", then as I move my hand to pet her she runs to the box, and keeps meowing. Until I go pet her in the cardboard box.
Siegfrieda (7?yo): I don't know what's weirder: looking at the rain and meowing at me as if saying "can't you stop it?", watching anime with me, or the "overly attached girlfriend" face that she does when someone is eating yoghurt.
I was minding a friend's cat one time. She wanted out into the back garden, but changed her mind when she saw the rain. She walked through to the front door and meowed there. I had to open the door and show her that yes it's raining on this side of the house too.
"You can never be sure!" - cat logic.