She knows it's not time.  She was fed at 6PM.  She knows it's not time to be
fed.  So now she's just making a game of it.  Snuggle next to me on the
sofa.  Nice.  I'm reading a book.  Then I get a tap on my nose.  Then she
blinks at me, those big green-gold eyes.  She slowly blinks and smiles at
me.  Blink.  I giggle.  She taps again.

I see this paw reach out and I say, "Nope! not time!" and she retracts it
and just looks at me, very thoughtfully.  A few minutes later, the paw comes
out and touches my chin... and she leaves it there.  I'm giggling.  Why is
your paw on my chin?  She just looks at me.  Stupid hoomin!

Oh, and in the mornings she bites me (very gently) on my chin.  Kitty
kisses, I call them.  But the first time she gave me kisses like that on my
arm I was scared to death!  I had no idea she meant them affectionately.
You see minature tiger teeth coming at you, what are you going to think?!
Oh, they're just playing around? (heheh)

But now I'm used to the gentle nips and she grooms my hair on occasion, too.
I love Persia :)

Jill