Eating, sleeping, bossing my servant around, chasing synthetic mice (when I instruct my servent to throw them), similar exercises with a wire and the plastic rings resulted from opening milk gallons.
Nobody
Whatever my "owner" (actually servant) listens to that doesn't annoy me.
the Judy Blume book (of that horrid 9 year old human that won't leave) I soiled a few months ago. I hope to make it in that "Bad Cat" calendar someday to entice the younger Tomcats.
Amie, bearer of treats