<em>'Baby talk? Why... why do people do that! I'm intelligent, I can talk too, I just choose not too! Food would be great but not now mister!'</em>Her tiny almost non-existent tail fluttered behind her, wiggling to and fro along with her annoyance at the baby talk. She mewled at him now, with a louder call, perhaps a bit more urgent sounding, as she got up off her haunches and walked in a circle waiting for him. As soon as he neared her she left the kitchen and made her way around furniture, calling out to him in cat calls, as she moved. She paused again, this time at the base of the steps, crying once more, even louder.<br/><br/><em>'Come on, follow me, then we can talk about food,'</em>She thought as she cried out to him again.