My parents lived next door to my grandma. Mom would say "wanna go to Grandma's" to her cat and he'd jump up on a speaker beside the door to be picked up and carried. Grandma would make him a scrambled egg or give him some tuna.

After Mom passed away, I was visiting Dad and thought I'd try "Wanna go to Grandma's?" He jumped up and let me carry him to Grandma's and back. (After his scrambled egg, of course) He lived to be 21 so I carried to him see Grandma everytime I visited.

[–] Jax@sh.itjust.works 3 points 2 days ago* (last edited 2 days ago)

You two need to knock that shit off, I'm at work.

(I'm kidding, I love cats)