Do you like my new hat?

I have always liked Dr. Seuss books. The play on words and rhymes are somehow soothing. The animation is superb as well and that's probably what sticks out in my mind the most. When I was a kid, one book I liked (can't remember the name) had a dog or something that wore crazy hats. The dog would say to someone, "do you like my new hat" and the other person (dog, whatever) would respond, "no, I do not like your new hat." Then they would exchange goodbyes. My mom and I always used to spout that bit of dialogue to one another, but using fake British accents. It still makes me smile to think of it.
A few nights ago I woke up in the middle of the night talking to myself, repeating the whole "do you like my new hat" bit. As my eyes focused and brain stirred, I realized why I was doing this. My cat was sleeping on my head. She likes to sleep at the top of my pillow so if I stir too much I bump into her. I usually sleep with my head at the very bottom of my pillow, so there's plenty of room for Aspasia (the cat) to stretch out. I'm sure she also likes the warmth that radiates from my head because of course my massive brain is working hard, even when I am at rest. HA HA HA HA.
I refer to this as my Cat Hat and I wear it with love. There's nothing quite like the affection of a pet. Even when she sheds hair all over my pillow.