I swear, every time I want to get up out of my chair, Oreo, my Norwegian Forest Cat look-a-like, knows it. I don't say anything, I just think it. Take this morning for example. I thought to myself, boy, am I getting hungry. I think I'll get some breakfast. As soon as my thought completed, Oreo jumped out of the window sill and jumped on my lap. This happens way too often to be coincidence. I believe that Oreo and I can communicate on a "higher" level. According to the Wikipedia article, she is supposed to be intelligent, friendly, and do well with children. I am not so sure on the smart part, she hates everyone but me, especially Kimberly. Maybe she really doesn't have any Wegie blood in her. I dunno. I am just in a rambling mood I guess. Well she got down so I am finally going to get some breakfast!