My bizarre occurrence of the night...

So a few of you are aware of the fact that we have a cat, Schere, who in the last couple months has taken to using the toilet bowl to urinate. This is not unheard of for cats to do, although I imagine it's still not terribly common. Schere uses the bowl all through the day, 5 or 6 times - and it puts a smile on my face to hear that telltale tinkle coming from the next room. Our good little girl. Until tonight. In my largely pregnant state, as well as the state of perpetually needing to pee - I started waddling my way toward the bathroom. Out of the corner of my eye, Schere started making her way to the commode as well. We glanced at each other, and it was immediately understood - the race was on! And that lithe little booger of a cat beat me, hopped on the bowl and made me WAIT! I was horrified. Upstaged by my own cat. I suppose that considering she's the only other female in the house this was bound to happen at some point. Some moms and daughters fight over sharing clothes, who gets to use the dryer first... Me? I get to fight my cat for the toilet. You just can't make this stuff up.