Portia decided to show up early today and had been let into the house as I slept. I woke to find her waiting for me on an end table in the living room. She was pleased to see me, and I gave her a bowl of food, but she wasn't hungry. She probably ate at her other house before she came back here. She then spent most of the afternoon and evening following me around, hopping onto my lap each time I sat down. She's the lappiest cat I've ever known.
Lots of interruptions today, still going on.
