Percy (BC, Canada) was so discombobulated when his humans left on vacation that he went into covert mode for several days. Seeing his reluctance to come into the kitchen for meals, his intrepid cat-sitter brought his dish to him wherever he happened to be – under the bed, in his yurt, on the back of the sofa, or beneath the nightstand. “God only knows,” she e-mailed, “what he will expect from you when you return home.”
