Last night Max was sleeping under my bed in one of Spencer's boxes (oops ) and Spencer didn't feel secure enough to sleep with me, so she went to the other room.

I think she cursed at him again sometime during the night. And she vomitted on my drawer chest. Sigh.

In the morning, she jumped onto my bed while Max waited for breakfast. Once I stirred, he came in quickly and nudged me. He enjoyed his food very much, and after much grumbling, Spencer decided to eat too.

Max managed to squeeze through the netting and was exploring the corridor. Spencer is going back to her high shelf again.