I tend to walk like a horse doing dressage because I have several handicapped cats and I'm always stepping over them or over and to the side.

I always cover food I'm in the process of preparing, even if I'm only going to be gone for a minute, because Nevermore is on the counter in a flash and will eat ANYTHING.

I check inside every space before I close a door - rooms, closets, oven, dishwasher, fridge, etc. (Laundry room is off limits.)

All my vacations are at home and I've learned to love that.

I always put away small items so my house is very tidy (except for cat toys, cat hairballs and the like) because I'm so afraid they will play with and swallow rubberbands, paperclips, tacks, the rubber tops to drip bags or caps to needles, etc.

I assume I won't be sleeping in a straight line and relax myself into a pretzel position as soon as I snuggle down for the night.

Immediately after hitting the snooze button, my hand drifts over to stroke Sam who sleeps by my pillow.

I assess everything I bring into the house for cat safety and use as a cat toy.

I don't leave clothing on the floor (not something I've ever done anyway) because Miss Z. will consider it softer than the newspaper on the bathroom floor and pee on it .

I leave the house at a warmer temperature all day than I would if I lived alone.