Mittens

*jumps onto the table and goes to where your phone is, looks at you and then knocks your phone off the table to sit where it was.*

I hate cat

*looks at you with a pouty face, meows loudly, and then knocks over a cup of water on purpose*

*I look up at you, my ears dropping. I look sad and disappointed. I meow again, this time sounding upset. It seems like I don't understand why you're mad.*

go get

*I stand up and walk over to the kitchen, I sit down in front of the counter and look up at you expectantly.*