Hanna really likes when I'm in the tub, too. She just hangs out on the edge, watching, or walks back and forth, to make sure I'm not drowning. Even when I turn the bubbles and air on, she doesn't get scared, she likes it.

I was making my bed the other day - and I swear this really happened: I was tucking my blanket in at the foot of my bed, and Hanna was of course on the bed. She took her paw and was pushing the end of the blanket down between the mattress and the footboard - like she was helping me tuck it in!

Another communication story: When Bo was a wee kitten, it was the Holidays. I had given my older cats some part of the turkey, and so I gave little Bo some too. It was probably too much. I looked at him a little later and he gave me a look and went "mew mew mew". He had never done that before, but for some reason I knew he was going to puke up that turkey. I scooped him up, quickly carried him to the sink, and up came that turkey. It was very odd - but it was like I understood perfectly what he meant by those mews.