After I have had my evening nap on Momma's lap, I climb up on the top of the chair. I notice her hair is, well, shall I say, stinky. It has that soapy smell we hate, so I give it a good washing. Sometimes she looks up at me and thanks me, and then I give her a kiss on the nose. I am making a lot of points, which will come in handy, when I pick on Mittens. Her and I have some lovely chats. It is fun to look down on her, not the other way around.