Does anyone else's chi have dryer radar? Caesar will drop whatever he's doing when he hears me getting laundry, and since I don't have the heart to take away his warm pile, I usually leave him until the clothes have cooled off and he's moved on, thus I'm usually folding and hanging wrinkled clothes. (The price we pay for a spoiled boy!)
Yesterday, Caesar heard me open the dryer and came running! He looked rather indignant when he realized I was putting in wet clothes, rather than taking out nice, dry, warm ones!
This is one that we call a Where's Waldo shot: