Then she opened an eye and said "Please don't stand on my bladder."
So I was nice again, and I sat down. Then she sais--both eyes closed--"Please don't sit on my bladder."
Well, sheesh. I laid down to wait, but she said "Please don't lie on my bladder."
Look, I'm not even exactly sure where her bladder is, but I was on her tummy, and I was being nice. She should enjoy that. At the very least, I think I deserved head skritches for not meowing right into her ear to get her up.