Really, what is it with cats? I am not allowed to go to the bathroom alone. Oliver runs ahead of me so I don't shut him out and then sits there on the rug, waiting for me. I just don't get it. The bathroom isn't usually a wonderful, magical place to be, right? And cats don't generally do things just to be near to you, at least Oliver doesn't. So what is it with the bathroom? Can anyone tell me, because I am honestly curious.