I cleaned the dinner dishes - mine and the cats - and took a hot bath. Annabelle came in and talked to me, mostly about the fact that she wanted her night-time treat, and she refuses to listen when I point out that she's nearly 90 minutes early. As soon as I stepped out of the tub, she and Thatch both ran to their scratching posts to sharpen their claws as a reminder to me that they want their treat.