Boy, did I have a scare this morning! Everyone came upstairs except Pidge, so I waited for a few minutes and still no Pidge, so I went downstairs and she was still in the same spot as when I left her last night. I watched her and couldn't tell if she was breathing, so I softly called her name. Nothing. I lightly put my hand on her back and it scared her so bad that she jumped up in the air and bit me! She didn't break the skin but she got me good. Poor little girl has been traumatized by this whole thing, probably because she had to spend the night at the vet hospital. On the drive home yesterday, she was crying loudly, so I put a CD in of a chant that sounds like a lullaby and it kept her calm. She's so sensitive!