What a bunch of lovely descriptions - I could see them all!
Merlin is now a wailer - would compete with Bob Marley's band! He yowls as if he is in terrible pain, usually in the hall where he gets the best echoes! When I go out to see what the heck has at least got him around the throat, he's just sitting there. I ask him what's the matter, give him a stroke or a cuddle, then he starts his weaving routine - which is naughty of him because he's had OH trip over him and I get really worried about MIL. It's a bit like that woman at Crufts with her clever doggies, sept Merlin is not being clever! He also tries to trip you up on purpose with his paw - he's trying to bring his prey down!
When he's being lovely cuddly Merlin, he rubs around legs and that's when I know why shorts were invented!
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