Health n Safety...

Going to the bathroom can be a dangerous activity.  If germ warfare doesn't kill me, it's quite possible one of the cats will.

Tickles likes to jump up onto the toilet.  He did it once without seeing me lift the lid, and very nearly disappeared head first into the bowl.  He regained his balance, thought about it and decided he wanted to have a drink.  Unfortunately, he did this without me realising he'd jumped up and I nearly sat on him...  He also likes to stand on his back legs and peek over the top of the sink like a toddler.  If I should put my hand on the sink, he thinks my fingers are a moving target.  He has a good aim and I have lots of small holes in my skin.  It's like dot to dot for blind people.

Titch has a fetish about my feet.  He will come in, watch me sit on the toilet and instantly throw himself on my feet.  He will only do it, though, if I am barefoot.  I have to point out that I am extremely ticklish and most mornings start with me screeching at him to stop picking on me while my feet are moving around in random patterns trying to avoid his attention.  Brings a whole new meaning to the term bog trotter...

Midnight is still very quiet.  This assists in the 'lying in wait' ninja position at the top of the stairs.  I never have a clue she's there until it's very nearly too late.  The only time she moves from the top of the stairs is when she lies outside the bathroom door.

TC is becoming a lap cat.  He also likes to stop the circulation in my feet by lying on them at night.  Must see the vet for a diet sheet.  He likes to wrap himself around my legs whenever I'm walking, which makes getting out of the bath a bit challenging.  At least I don't have far to go before the wall breaks my fall.

The other night, very late at night, when the world was quiet, the house was in darkness and I was on my own, I started brushing my teeth.  As I bent over the sink to spit, the door banged open about 120 degrees...I nearly bit the toothbrush in half as I had a heart attack through fear.  My attacker? Summer....   Summer has a thing about opening the bathroom door. She does it whenever I take longer than she deems necessary in there.  One morning she smashed it open while I was wiping my face dry. The towel hangs on the back of the door....

And Tatwo.....is still a lunatic.