This is Tweedle who liked to climb up as high as she could and then get stuck and have to call for help to get back down. She always did it with this very unstressed meow. Sort of like "Hello? Anyone there? If anyone is around and is not too busy ... um ... could you come ... please? But only if you are not too busy." then she would be all casual and "Um ... hello. Hi. Can you put me back down? Thanks"
She loved my lap top and would alwasy sleep next to the heat exhaust and try to inch herself on to the keyboard bit by bit
She was the mistress of fake sleep too. But tightly closed eyes meant she was pretending to sleep.
