One day my wife was in a quirky mood and started playing peek a boo with our cat, who was laying on the bed next to me while I was reading.
She popped her head in the doorway twice, and the cat remained motionless, and unimpressed.
But the moment she dipped behind the door a third time, the cat flew from bed to dresser, stood up against the wall and leaned around the corner, meeting her nose to nose. She screamed and took off running, the cat chased after her, and I fell off the bed.
