My cats attend my morning dump religiously. Tango will present himself for a butt scratch while Cheddar will use the litter box then try to leap into my lap. Kami usually just lounges in the doorway, waiting for breakfast.
Pets be weird.
I had something similar but the details were different.
I had two cats and a dog in a loft apartment (read open floor plan so the the kitchen and living room were really just part of one big room).
We kept the catnip in the cupboards along with all our human food. We could go there and get water or wash dishes or cook human food (going in that same cupboard many times for whatever) or talk and the cats would be wherever sleeping. But as soon as I grabbed the catnip container they were both standing right there. I mean, they didn’t come running…they were already there.
It was kinda spooky.
As for closed doors…didn’t bother my dog at all but the cats would always stick their paws under a closed door if you were in there.
I can just think cat treat too loud and mine are breathing on my neck. Literally. They hang out on my headboard and look down on me(in a couple of ways)
My cats, also.
You got this backwards. They hate it when we watch them take a dump. They just exacting payback.
Slight Hijack: Teddy likes to back up to rocks and bushes and will hike his ass up to drop a deuce as high as possible. Weirdo.
That’s easy to explain: he wants to present his turds as prominent as possible to everyone: what are dogs known for? Eating and shitting a lot! (and sometimes even for eating shit)
Jack used to come into the bathroom and wait for me, but now when he even follows me upstairs or downstairs (no bathroom on main level) it’s like “you’re taking a dump again? I’m outta here.”
He wants the chicks to think he’s taller than he is. I’ve never seen a bitch do this.
As for the bathroom thing, I think it’s twofold. They are protecting us, but they are also curious. They can tell a lot about what we eat and how we are feeling from the smell of our poop and pee. They are doing a health check, and they don’t want to miss anything.
Saluki can move quite silently when they want to and some years ago one came up and laid down behind me when I was at the sink. When I took a step back I came down on a paw good and hard, in shoes. There was a soul-rending screech and an instant streak for his favorite easy chair instantly followed by both me and DesertRoomie.
After a quick examination revealed no toes had been broken several rounds of apologies, including treats, followed. He must have been injured badly though, for day afterward he would favor one paw while walking while giving me hurt looks.
Thing was, sometimes he’d favor his right front paw and sometimes his left.