Came home from work this morning and thought Fatty looked quite unhappy. Sitting crouched up and then hid. (Normally she's all over me when I come in) wouldn't respond to treats being rattled. I'm getting very concerned and wondering about the V E T. Crack open a sachet of kitten food and the little bugger comes thundering downstairs and face straight in the food. Now sitting next to me grooming her self and purring!
You little madam, I need my sleep, stop giving me a scare!