I went out of town this weekend (Cols. Day); I left Friday noon and came back Monday night. I had a neighbor look in on Zane and be sure he had food and water, but when I came home Zane was all over me. He wouldn't let me unpack or do hardly anything before I had taken him on my lap and petted him. All the time I was unpacking and getting my dinner, he was Little Mr. Underfoot, and then when I had finished dinner and was reading my mail, he insisted on being a lapcat. I guess he really missed me!
He then spent all night on my bed, and didn't want me to leave this AM.
He then spent all night on my bed, and didn't want me to leave this AM.