If I'm not paying attention to him while I'm in the computer chair, he stares at me with his huge blue eyes and politely taps me with his paw. Again and again. And again. Until I either pick him up or shoot myself in the head.
He has a special talent, for which we cannot claim credit. He pees in the toilet. I'm sure he learned this when the dysfunctional family started peeing in his litterbox. Or maybe he didn't have one there. Anyway, in our house we are used to walking past the bathroom and seeing our cat sitting on the john. Sometimes he even races past me as I am pulling down my pants and jumps up onto the seat. How cute.
I forgive him, because I get to witness his insanely adorable sleeping positions multiple times a day. He pushes my "awwwwww" button pretty hard. Just look:
