Poor Princess Leia. She likes privacy and there's Lt Commander Data keeping watch.
Right before he jumped on top of the litter box, he was sticking his nosy head inside it checking things out.
Data (short for Lt Commander Data) insists on accompanying me in our main floor bathroom.
Then he either stares at me, or licks himself. Occasionally he'll inspect the bathtub or shower or sink.
Doing his job.
This little fluffer won't let me pee alone.
Every time I use the main floor bathroom in my ancient house where the door doesn't latch unless you push really hard on it, he blatantly pushes his way in, leaving the door wide open to the hall.
One time when I had the temerity to take a shower in that bathroom and properly closed the door, witnesses reported him having a fit outside, desperately trying to get in, lashing his little furry legs against the door in an attempt to squeeze underneath it.
Why does he want to watch?
And then clean himself in front of me while I'm peeing.
My kids finally stopped doing this. Our other cat, Princess Leia, has no interest in bathroom situations.
But Data? His life motto: No One Pees Alone
Roast this fluff ball who sits weird.