My brother could make this whistling sound that our Seal Point !hated!. She would first me-yow at him a bunch, but if he wouldn't stop, she'd go over an try and give him a bite. He'd say ok-ok-ok, and stop, so she would too.
He'd also play 'spin-the-cat' on one of the padded office chairs we had. Since she'd jump up there and stare at him to start the game, I think she liked that.
There was this woman that was friends to my parents. She had this kind of a marge-simpson hair style. When she drove up to visit, the cat would leap to the top of the door. Then as she walked in, she'd feel this combing of her hair. The cat would take swipes at it. Since the cat liked to sit next to her, I just think the cat thought the 'thing' was attacking her head and wanted it off of her favorite visitor.