As we all know, us cats are curious.
No,no, don't get me wrong or anything, she knows that us cats are curious (it's in our veins) and she knows that there's no excuse for a cat not being curious, and that you really can't blame a cat (like me) for my intense curiosity.
Like, say, jump up and try to claw the ceiling fan or look out the window when there's lightning or thunder. (Purr-sonally, I'm scared of lighting and thunder, but it kind of entertainers me on really boring hot days. Like this past whole summer).
As I was meowing, mama feels that there's certain things that are not okay for me to do, and with her being my mama, she feels that it's up to her to stop me (to keep me safe).
I appreciate mama watching out for me but she's gotta realize that I'm a cat and I make my own set of rules and such.
Well, that didn't work out too well. She still tries to tell me what to do (when will she ever learn?).