This is a great story…
My Cat, The Poop Coach:
My husband and I have a kinda old, kinda ornery cat with a meow not unlike a gameshow buzzer. She?s something along the lines of 14 or 15 years old and even as a kitten was never particularly cuddly. Most of the time she wants to be left alone to catch a beam to warm her arthritic bones. There are however, certain times of the day when she demands attention.
At night just as we hit the hay, she?ll fly up on to the bed, wedge herself between us and start the un-tuned motor that produces her purr. These lovefests tend to last five or six minutes and seem to slake her affection thirst until?
…either of us has to use the loo. If she detects with her supersonic hearing that either of us is about to use the facilities, she will forget that she is arthritic (and probably asleep) fly up the stairs (or off the cat scratching contraption) and push her way into the bathroom in a very detective movie fashion. If we close the door, she will bang against it wailing and wanting to come in. This behaviour has earned her the nickname ?Poop Coach? (?Pooparrazzi? was considered then rejected as a nickname) as she seems to think we can?t function without her encouragement.
Does anyone have any insight into why the ?Poop Coach? behaves this way when our bathroom use is concerned? Is there a way to stop it?