Sister J complained that I posted an unflattering picture of Max, so here is a better one. He is getting chubby.

Spencer is still upset. We didn't go to bed until past 2am last night. She was upset because:

1) I reached home after 10.30pm and she thought I was on day shift
2) Sister S called at 11pm, to ask me to help her pack for her trip to USA via India
3) Spencer doesn't like us talking on the phones
4) I don't know how Sister S's wardrobe system works, so the room was in a mess
5) Spencer doesn't like messy rooms
6) Plastic dry clean bags were flying everywhere
7) Spencer doesn't like plastic bags
8) I was too busy to notice that she wanted to pee
9) The bin was not ready
10) I refused to let her sneak into the wardrobe
11) She thought I was packing for a trip
12) She hates anyone of us being away on trips
13) She hates changes of any kind
14) it was past her 11pm bedtime

So I ended up with a very agitated and vocal cat, who just refused to be pacified.

This morning, she refused to go for her nap in the store room. She followed me all over the house, and shouted when I went to the toilet or into another room. Hat was trying to nap, and ws interrupted repeatedly by Spencer's screams. And Spencer kept asking for food.

Spencer is a cat who needs lots of reassurances.

Sister S's colleagues came to pick up the luggage after 12pm, and Spencer seemed to have finally understood that I was not running away afterall.

She is better now, taking winds outside, and watching BH2 crunching biscuits.