I'm really missing my Chunkers. I've been away from her since Wednesday. Which reminds me of a story I must tell you. As we were packing for our trip to M's parents (and then to mine), Spunky decided to explore M's closet (which she's never allowed in). I was already packed and was finishing up wrapping some presents. Before leaving, I made sure Spunky had a lot of food and water and cleaned out her litter box. As soon as Spunky notices someone packing up to leave, she gets angry and usually goes into another room to be alone. I didn't even notice her disappear, to be honest. I always feel bad leaving her unattended for a few days, so I wanted to give her some treats and pets before we left. I shook the treat bag (which almost always makes her come running in) but she was no where to be found. I looked under the bed, in all of her usual corners, hangouts and hiding spaces. Finally, I hear some rustling around from M's closet. Sure enough, Spunky had been locked inside. M had no idea she was ever inside the closet. She, of course, had no idea what she had done. She hadn't cried to be let out (she was probably still exploring). I doubt she would have been able to survive four days in that closet. She's chunky enough that food is not an issue, but the lack of water would be a definite threat to her life. I don't even like thinking about it; it makes me really sad.
I'm just glad she's safe and spends her nights cuddling with M.* I'm looking forward to being back with her on January 1 or 2.
*M informed me that Spunky threw up (hairballs) six times while we were gone! Poor M had to clean them up for me since I'm not there. I'm sending lots of love to both M and Spunky. XOXOX