An ex-housmate's cat, Curry, knows where the little red dot comes from too, and will ask for it by staring at you (first your face, then your hand), then looking around on the floor as though she were trying to find the dot, then looking at the last spot on the desk where she saw the laser pointer set down (she can't see the top of the desk, but she remembers which corner she saw it put on last), and repeating this until you pick up the laser pointer.
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Especially when I feel like being lazy and Preia is persisting in her usual habit of not returning the spongy balls I throw for her.
Preia knows full well where the little red light comes from, but likes to suspend disbelief anyway.
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