The cats have not left my side today. Even Edgar is yowling from downstairs, and comes up of his own volition occasionally.
I thought that it was because they were happy I'm at home, and available for snuggling on the sofa (knitting and watching Julie & Julia this morning with my coffee. Good times).
Nope. I'm totally wrong. See, last week I bought some high-end cat food instead of the usual value-priced stuff (the high-end stuff was on sale for a ridiculously good price).
The buggers want to eat. All. the. damned. time. I'm just the person who pours the food into the dishes.