Some of you may know that my father is going to be traveling for business for the next 3-4 months, and while cats are independent, they aren't THAT independent, so I am cat-sitting for the next 4 months. Hopefully, in that time, Samantha (the cat) and Spencer can get along. Spencer so very much wants to play with her, but she is a little intimidated by a dog that weighs 15 times as much as she does. Anyway, last night I got back from the party and fed the cat, and she seemed to appreciate that, but when I went to bed at 1am, she was sitting outside of the guest bedroom, like she was waiting for my father. I woke up about 3am again and peeked outside my door and she was still sitting there, waiting for him. I haven't seen her all day, but I can only imagine she is a little sad.