That's so true Donuel. I pride myself on being able to speak 'cat'. There are several gestures they instantly understand, For example if I lift my chin and close my eyes, all cats know that's a greeting. Much better than a big smile, which can be a bit intimidating.
The little rescued kitten next door often sits in their front window, and as we pass by I do that gesture. He always responds with the same 'chin lift, eyes close' greeting.
Poor old Sam the Skull (renamed by my husband as 'MickeyPickey'!) is still around. He's so visibly failing it makes me sad. But he still loves to sit with me on The Bench and eats about four sachets of Whiskas cat food for 11+ yr-olds. I also slip him a bit of diced chicken breast and a tiny bowl of milk. He sits in our front garden facing our bedroom window from 4.30am onwards, wistfully waiting for me to open the curtains. Breaks my heart, poor old thing.