Whenever Puddy was sick, she would hide under the bed and nothing and no one could make her come out until she was darned good and ready. And if you dared to reach under the bed to try to pet her, you'd probably draw back a stub. As she grew older, though, she seemed to want to be w/me when she was sick, although w/this last bout of renal failure problems, she just laid there like a stuffed kitty. That really scared me. Puddy isn't one to be bothered much anyhow, so she can't be used as a barometer, Gina. But I do know that not a few cats prefer to be alone when sick, esp. when it's their time to cross over.

Blessings,
Mary