Spock, as I've mentioned before, likes to do his strolling minstrel act
around the house - wandering around and yelling out every other step.
He does it once or twice most days and sometimes he does it most of the
day (driving my Mum *nuts*!).

Yesterday he woke up (he's claimed my rocking chair) and walked the
length of the house yelling his "hello" contact call - it has a rising
inflection at the end of every meow (very Australian!).  I called out
to him and he called his way to where I was working, I gave him a pat
and all was well.  Later that day I heard him giving a more urgent
(more frequent) call, but it wasn't moving around the house and he
didn't stop when I called out to him, so I got up from what I was doing
to check that he was OK.

What I found made me giggle.  Spock had found himself a patch of sun on
the carpet and was sprawled out with legs akimbo, upside-downy head and
just meoooowing because it felt good.  He rolled over onto his back
when I appeared and invited me to rub his tummy, still yelling, but
also purring his fool head off.  I think he was just practising to make
sure that I responded in within a suitable time!  

silly boy!

Tish