KG Mom posted an entry about cats the other day: Job Description for Cats. It's from an email that has made the rounds, but if you haven't read it, head over to KGM now or later.
Her first two points about cats accompanying guests to the bathroom and about hammering on doors made me think of a cat of ours who did this to a guest when Thesha was a teenager having a get-together at our place. We had a nutty cat who could not abide closed doors. Drove him crazy; consequently, he drove us crazy. But we still laugh over the following anecdote.
So, the teenaged Thesha had her party and one the male guests, Trevor, had to use the washroom. No sooner did he get in there than someone began hammering on the door. Although Trevor assured the hammerer that he would be out soon, the pounding on the door continued to the point where Trevor was getting quite exasperated.
When Trevor eventually opened the door to confront his persecutor, he was quite astonished to find no one there ... until he looked down ... to see innocent, little Scutter. Everyone at the party had a good laugh, as did we, and as we still do all these years later.
Scutter was a Persian who lived with us for sixteen years when he was put to sleep about six years ago due to declining health. Here are a few pictures, including a copy of a painting done by Cuppa.