"...or at least take me with you"

Funny thing happened today. Jim and I are getting ready for a weekend camping trip with some friends (Saturday-Monday). Unfortunately, the cats can't come. We've made plans so they'll be well taken care of while we're gone (fed and watered), but little miss Luna isn't having any of it. This afternoon, I was trying to pack all but the last minute stuff. I left the room for something, leaving the bag open on the bed. When I returned, I found most of the clothes (which I had folded so neatly and organized in the bag) had been pulled OUT of the bag and were thrown about the bed and the floor. The guilty party, Luna, was sitting inside the bag, smack in the middle of everything that was left inside (which had been all messed up) looking as though she meant to do every bit of what she did. I think she knows what is going on (pets always do) and that Meowme and Jim leaving...she just doesn't understand why or if we're coming back. This is the first time we're going on vacation since adopting Luna a year ago, so that she would have this big of a fit is understandable. Poor little girl. What a brat, though!! lol I cleaned up and zipped the bag closed this time...and I guess I'll have to keep it shut until we pack the car...

...AND we'll have to give a certain little Meezer kitty some extra love before we head out.