When Scamper was doing the chemo thing Wolfie would lay on top of him to keep us from picking him up or bothering him, Angel would clean his ears and all four would bathe him (whether he wanted it or not-LOL) Angel would put her teeth on my hand if I tried to pick him up,not bite but just hold. When he felt better he would come lay by the tunnel and watch the others play, they would stop and nuzzle him, but not one would jump on or roughhouse with him. They knew when he was ready to play again and he was fair game then. When hubby was sick Wolfie would only sleep beside the bed exactly where he put his feet to get up. Out in the open floor where he would be immediately awakened if his daddy left the bed. When I had neck surgery, their favorite game was attacking that neck brace I hated so much:) I guess they knew I hated a collar as much as they do-LOL Whether psycho or psychic, they know:) Fuzzy hugs, Yvonne & the "in the know" fur kids Y [Posted in FML issue 3924]