1:30 in the morning, just as I was falling asleep, he wandered down the hall meowing his little head off. In the quiet of night, it was a huge sound, bold-type-faced MEOW MEOW MEOW.
I've learned that sometimes he's just looking for company, and if I call to him, he'll come into the room, get a few head skritches, and then he'll curl up and go to sleep.
Last night he turned around and walked the other way.
At 2:30... MEOW MEOW MEOW.
Big, bold, loud. But again, he didn't come when called, so I rolled over and tried to fall asleep. And I think I did, finally, but was pulled out of sleep at 3:30.
MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW
By then I was less interested in making him happy than I was in getting some sleep. I sat up, seethed, "Max, just be QUIET, all right?!?"
He stepped into the doorway, stopped, and very quietly:
Meow Meow Meow?
I swear to God that cat laughed his way back down the hall.