There were sounds.
Tilting an ear toward the sounds he cracked one eye open.
A touch on his belly caused him to open his eye more and lift his head.
He saw it was a hand and knew who it belonged to.
Comforted, he purred his appreciation, flexed his paws and resumed his snooze.
Michael Seidel, writer 
Our cat would make a whiny mew, hardly opening her mouth, cock her eye open as if to say, leave me alone, and then purr and go back to sleep. ~nan
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Hah – one cat, Jade, would flick her tail but nothing else. We learned that to get a rise out of her, we could start softly saying her name. We would start in a whisper. Each iteration caused more tail snapping and the next time we said it was a little louder. So our game went until she finally said, “Meow,” like a plaintive, “What???” She had her revenge, though, believe me. It was always a contests of wills with her and we all enjoyed the sport.
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