Is waking up and heading for the stairs... with four meowing and trilling behbehs trundling down the stairs in front of me. A tiny herd of little bits of my heart, all excited for the day to begin (aka FOOD TIME!) It never gets old.
background-Oliver and Chubchub own the upstairs at the moment so I don't have the following me downstairs thing yet apart from a couple of rare occasions with Oliver.
However, I take great joy in the opposite-going to bed. I love laying there with Oliver crawling and meowing all over me whilst I read stuff on here.