Magic is driving me crazy. If I get up to go into the other room, he walks right behind me almost on my heels. Then all of a sudden, he'll jet out in front of me and stop, look around, and meow at me like "okay, you go can now." I can't tell you how many times he's about tripped us up. Is this something that Persians do? Jack used to do the same thing. Good thing I have a night light in the hall, or I'd be spending lots of time in the ER.