Ok I will be the first to admit, my computer has far more working memory than I currently have. I multitask, just like every other nurse. So today, I'm chatting via email with al and shan, a few thrown in there with cd, posting, reading articles and posts, searching for stuff on the net, doing laundry, scratching dog ears and rubbing kitties. I just blasted off another email, and noticed my dog Morgan, sitting in front of the door to the laundry closet, with his head cocked and turning to look at me with desperation and panic in his eyes. I had no idea why, so I went and opened up the cheap, crummy bifold doors we have in this apartment and zooooooooooooooom out popped the very irrate, disgruntled king of of the castle (he thinks) GirBot the maine coon kitty belonging to my grandson. If looks could kill, I would have been dead, buried and the memorial services would have been long over. Then the twit turns and hisses at me, walks down the hallway, with his tail straight up in the air and then stands in front of the treat cupboard and stares at me as if to say..........ok granny butthead, you locked me into that place, now compensate me with a treat. Well, he had another thing coming, because I do not reward bad behavior. He does not get rewarded for hissing at me. I ignored him, came back to the computer and sat down started to look at something. Next thing I know, Gir is on top of my keyboard, staring at me and purring, loudly. He got his treat then, but only because I wanted access to my keyboard..........at least this is what I tell myself

You're right theala and I should have added Morgan got a treat too, for being such a good alert boy.