I have been reduced to a human cat tree. Several months ago, Walter discovered how much fun it was to jump onto my shoulders. Now every time I bend over he jumps on me. Every time I'm washing dishes, brushing my teeth, putting drops in Nelson's eyes, emptying the trash can, putting on my shoes...you get the idea...Walter jumps on my back. It was really cute at first, now I hardly notice it anymore. I'm typing this right now with Walter sitting on my shoulder... Anyway, I guess he got bored with just shoulder perching because on Sunday morning he ran across the floor, straight at me howling at the top of his lungs, and RAN UP THE FRONT OF MY LEGS, STOMACH, CHEST AND INTO MY SHOULDER!!! Scared the crap out of me but I thought it was funny. Now I wish he hadn't learned this new trick because I'm not safe. I'm being terrorized in my own home. I'm wearing a tank top and I have scratches all up my back because he keeps climbing me every time I stop walking! Every where I go in the house, I have this warm, gray blob of skin leaping on me with his nails out!!