A series of events.
An ice cream truck went by, I didn’t know we had an ice cream truck that went through the neighborhood. Angus heard the music and needed to bark at it and me, letting me know he was clearly unhappy about missing some ice creams. His barking woke up the cat, sleeping next to me on the table, who stretched and decided that she wanted to lick the condensation off of the outside of my water glass. But the glass was *just* out of reach and she was either not awake enough or too lazy to scoot closer, so she laid there and kept sticking her tongue out at the glass, not actually reaching it.
It took her a while to realize she wasn’t getting anything from this.