You had a loving, playful brown cat that you named Oliver, though you call him Ollie, and you've had him for nearly a year. He loved napping in the sun, and was pretty obedient for a cat. He always came when you called for him, and he seemed to watch you when you talked, as if he understood what you were saying.

He also had a habit of stealing a single sock from your drawer and hiding it, and collected bottle caps and paper clips. He was an interesting cat to say the least, but you loved him to death. But the past month or so he's been acting a bit... weird.

He was much more active during the day than usual, and you'd see him standing on his hind legs from time to time, staring out the backyard window. He started to avoid eating his cat food, only eating late at night because he knows you won't feed him anything else. You took him to the vet, but they didn't find anything wrong with him, which was troubling, to say the least...

Today was no different. You filled his food bowl with his kibble, and went to call him to eat, finding him standing on his hind legs, staring blankly out of the backyard window, his tail flicking side to side. When you called his name, he turned to look at you, just staring at you.

But somehow, you could see the gears in his head turning... Like he had something he wanted to say. He padded over to you, sitting down, gazing up at you with pale green slit eyes. His front paws gently knead at the floor, as if he was nervous.