I routinely pretend to chase them, and sometimes clumsily pretend to grab them, but I do a bad job, missing them by miles, pretending to be winded after taking five steps. Now, when I do need to actually grab them, they underestimate me and assume I am much slower and clumsier than I actually am.

If your smoke detector goes off, call your cat to you and give them a treat. That way if the detector goes off in a fire, you have trained the cat where to go so you can find them easily.

My great grandmother told us the exact day she would pass away more than two years in advance. My great grandfather had passed away years earlier and she was always telling us she wanted to "go home", her wording for pass away and get back to granddad. Well I had one child and she was waiting for her to turn two, but right before my daughter's second birthday I got pregnant with my son. I was barely pregnant but she told me, "I'll wait til this baby's two, then I'm going home." She adored her great great grandbabies, and told everyone she was waiting til the baby boy turned two, and she passed away in her sleep on his second birthday. Though I was sad, I mean, she'd been planning it for two and a half years. But seriously, to. the. day.

I flew to Florida ( from Ontario) to pick up my 95 yr old grandmother to take her back to Toronto. She has severe dementia and constantly was hiding food and Kleenex all the time for her protection in her mind. On the plane she kept talking nonsense and just before we landed she said to me " I think this will be the last time I go to Florida, why are you here with me? I wouldn't want to Travel with me when I am being so crazy all the time but I love you for doing it grandson." Right after that she asked me how much she owed me for picking her up and then slipped back into comeplete dementia again. I will cherish that conversation for a long time. She passed away 1 month later.

Not a doctor, but I work in a personal care home. We used to have a resident who would constantly yell out 'hello', drove us a bit bonkers. After he passed away a lady moved into the room. One night I was working a double, evening to nights, she pulled her call bell. I went in and she asked me to make him stop.

"Make who stop what?

"The old man standing beside the bed, he won't stop yelling hello.".

Whenever you admit a patient you have to inquire about their DNR status in case of a code being called. I had one elderly patient (late 80s/early 90s) who was severely demented and chronically ill (in and out of the hospital every month barely holding onto life - basically a horrible miserable quality of life). I asked the patient's family (I think it was a granddaughter who had medical POA, but I'm not sure, it was a while ago) about their DNR status (you don't want to put someone through a brutal resuscitation that may not even work if it isn't something that they would want if they wanted to die naturally). She flat out stated that "Oh, we want everything done for him because we really need his check". I didn't understand at first, but apparently the family was living off of his social security and could not have cared less about his pain and suffering or his wishes. I'm pretty sure it was the creepiest thing I've seen. These people were supposed to be his loved ones taking care of him and they were using him like an inhuman object.