Well the Almost Dad fed us while Momma was gone. I even went up and purred at him on Sunday. He doesn't really like it when I stand almost on his head and purr. Momma does. She thinks it's sweet to wake up to a cat purr. He just thinks I'm noisy.
Georgia wouldn't go down and eat for him so he had to bring the food upstairs and he would lock Chey and I out of the bedroom so Georgia could eat all on her own. Georgia immediately came down stairs when Momma came home so she is okay. She had some good treats and got her ears rubbed exactly the way she liked it once Momma was home.
I'm glad she's around. Cheysuli says she will tell me all about the standing room only talks she had in Portland. I guess it was a very receptive city.