Some Privacy Please

Jamesie Cat is such a good boy. He's going through potty training right now, and thank goodness he's very tolerant of it. It being my obsessed insistence that he sit on the pot for 10 minutes at a time to make sure he goes both numbers. Number 1: pee. Number 2: poo. Because I really don't want to deal with Number 2 if it happened in any other place than the pot. Gag!

While adults pass the time with magazines, or by picking their hang nails, or staring at the little spec of dust on the corner to concentrate, James does this:

(Grrrrrrrrunt... Grrrrrrroan...)

Oh, hello Auntie Netty. Don't be scared, it's just me, Jamesie Cat.

Don't you have other things to do, Auntie Netty?

Yup, that's my aunt. She's neurotic!

Monster, you are my new bff. I wuv you.

Seriously, Auntie Netty. Some privacy, please!