We were just finishing dinner and the phone rang, a call from a relative I hadn't spoken to in ages. leaning on the wall and jabbering away, Nat got up from the table and began orbiting my space, picking things up and putting down. Reading appointments on the calendar and commenting on my remarks on the phone.

     This went on for a while; it was a long call. Then suddenly I heard her again and I started to laugh and couldn't stop. My relative was asking what was wrong and I managed to tell her through sputters and coughs that Nat was singing the refrigerator magnets!