Diamond Cat by Sasha

When I stand up on my hind legs to give Lynettea a few reminder taps with my paws, my head is higher than the table.
She says, ‘You are a big kitty, Sasha!’
I lie down on the floor and MIAOUW. Then I climb up on the bookshelves and gaze mournfully out of the window at the vegetables.
Then I go out into my enclosure.
Lynettea says I have a lot of conversation with her, but she can’t go out just yet. What does she mean? She has only just come home! It is my turn now.