Hubby and I are on SSDI for a host of health issues, and so we're home most days and are therefore at the beck and call our obese cat (she was obese when we adopted her, and it's been as difficult to get weight of her as it has been to get weight off ourselves - the less we feed her, the less she moves).
She's extremely bossy (and we've spoiled her by giving in to her demands).
When we moved into our apartment we didn't want to pay for cable, but didn'thave a digital converter box (which couldn't be found anywhere in the retail shops, so we had to wait until we found one in a local pawn shop).
Hubby and I didn't miss tv, but the cat did. She'd stare at the tv, look at us, meow loudly look at the tv again, look at us again meow even louder...
She LOVES watching tv (and her favorite position is on her back, facing away from the tv, looking at it with her head tipped back (so the screen is upside down).
Last month when it first started getting warm, she started yowling at the air conditioner (we didn't realize she remembered what it was for, from last year), but sure enough, that's what she wanted.
Her routine has become yowl to be fed in the morning, then wander into the living room, lay down in her "spot" in front of the air conditioner (we've determined it's the coolest spot in the room when the air-conditioner is on) and then yowl for us to turn on the air conditioner for her.
She definitely believes we're her personal houseslaves (though we don't do much to discourage her from this belief).
I have to admit that hubby and I have the bad habit of snacking in bed, and sharing our "bed snacks" with the cat. Now that we're both dieting, she's become increasingly displeased with the quality of bedsnacks. However, she still expects to be "offered" what we're eating even if it's something she won't consider eating (like fruit).
She'll come up and beg until we offer her a piece, then she'll sniff it, turn her nose up at it, and return to her place on the bed.
She really misses donuts (my hubby's favorite bed snack and he would always give her a pea-sized piece or two of donut - terrible I know). One night several months ago hubby brought home a blueberry muffin (no frosting, so for him a slightly-improved snack). The cat seemed disappointed initially (the usual bed-snack donut was bavarian cream with frosting on the top and cream in the middle), but finally she did eat the bit of blueberry muffin hubby gave her. When she realized it was sort of like a donut, she wouldn't let him eat the muffin in peace. She kept tapping him (politely and quietly at first, then insistantly with much meowing) for more.
Hubby is much better about bedsnacks, but she still begs from him much more often than me, because she's pretty much disgusted with my bedsnacks (usually fruit or veggies and dip). She still comes to see what I have, but she doesn't pester me, because my snacks aren't worth her interest.
It's ridiculous that we kowtow to the cat, but she's just so darned ridiculously over-the-top personality wise it's so hard to resist. She loves when we have friends over, because she wins them over with her bossy charms as well - though if we have more than a few people over, until she gets used to everyone being there, she sits on top of her toys (like a dragon guarding its hoard of treasure). She'll growl/yowl if anyone gets too close to her toys, but after a half hour or so, she'll seem to realize no one is interested in her toys, and she'll make the rounds begging for food and attention (everyone knows they're not supposed to feed her, but I always catch a few of the guys slipping her potato chip crumbs under the table).