I love Baxter. He's such a sweetie. He keeps me company as I go about my morning routine. Sure, he's a distraction, and I can't escape without cat hairs on me... But he's good company. He understands me when I say "I'll be right back." I'd hate to have him climb down off the bed and follow me if I'm returning in 30 seconds. But if I tell him "Hey, I'm going into the bathroom for a while, if you want to come..." He follows me and curls up in the sink while I brush my hair. Then back to the bedroom for more cuddling and saying Goodbye. We played peek-a-boo around the doorway of my bedroom. When I poked my head out from floor level he had to come see what I was doing. One last tummy rub, then out the door.