when I relax comfortably on this little basket-table next to the Human's computer desk, I am in the mood to be petted and coddled and tickled and so forth. But other times, I like to bask in the warm sun, while lying in moderately close proximity to the Human, and yet be left strictly alone. I ask myself: Why is it the Human is unable to differentiate between those two states? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?