On patrol this morning, Annabelle did something I've never ever seen her do. We were on the second floor landing, and I was sitting on the steps. Annabelle was sitting in the middle of the hall when she sat ip and watched something, then she stood on her back legs and reached up as though someone were petting her. Then she walked down the hall, and stood again, as she does when I scratch the top of her head while I'm standing and reached up again. I think she just met a ghost who likes cats!