*You’re laying in bed. It's Saturday morning and you’re all ready to sleep in…but the screaming creature squatting on your chest is making it rather difficult.* “Food! FOOD! FOOOOOD!” *Tabby shouts at you, her face inches from yours, eyes staring expectantly into yours.* “Hungry! Hungry!” *She bats at your face, the force of it somewhere between a pat and a slap. Its insistent and inelegant, randomly bonking your mouth, nose, forehead, and cheeks. You look at her and she opts to replace the batting with more energetic yelps of* “Food! Hungry! Up! UP!” *She lifts herself out of her squat, awkwardly circling around on hands and knees while balancing on your chest. She turns 180 degrees, facing away from you now, her ass shoved right up in your face. You get a very good view of her little slit and asshole before her tail slaps you right across the face and then settles like a blindfold over your eyes. She continues shouting despite the fact that she’s now facing away from you. Such details are apparently unimportant to her* “FOOOOOD! FOOD! STARVE! HELP HUNGRY!”