I don’t know about you but sometimes my cats are mean. I have been known to exercise on occasion and the cat will join me. That is to say, she will sit and watch while I exhaust myself in the name of fitness. Once that state of complete and utter deterioration is reached I will flop on the sofa to recover.
Just to rub it in, the cat will sit beside me and begin to cleanse. The back leg will be thrust over the head and a smirk will appear while the tongue does its job. If a cat could giggle behind its paw, I am sure this cat would snicker at me.