Yes friends I've been played. Not in the way that my parents have gotten one over on me, cause really what are the chances of that?
No, played like an instrument.
When I am enjoying my sip from the bathroom faucet I've come to enjoy some petting action from Mom. Some of it is delightful and I sing out my mews of joy "Yes, Yes!" while some of the action is forbidden and I sing out my displeasure "No, No!" and of course there is also the "Not There!"
At first I thought the combination of pets and scritches was random... then I noticed it took on a certain... melodic quality. After a day or two I began to notice a definite pattern. She was playing me... to the tune of Heart and Soul I think.
No, No, No,
Not There, Not There, No, No
Yes, Yes, Yes
That's the spot Mommy,
Don't touch my tocks, No, No!