You expect the cat to be muttering some odd incantation with that look...
He's a good cat - was supposed to be mine, but when we brought him home, he adopted my daughter. He'd follow her around like a dog, knock at her door to get in if she went to her room. He'd give her kisses to wake her up in the morning - he never kissed anyone else in the household (back when I was married). He's just a big sweetheart - but he's scared the hell out of me a couple times. I'll wake up in the middle of the night and he'll be sitting on the corner of the bed, just staring. I know he's thinking "Damn - if only I had opposable thumbs, I could pull start the chainsaw."