In the eight years since I've had cats, I've only gone away from home overnight on two occasions, so that isn't much of a problem. But my cats still run my life. Tonight again Red Cat gave me orders to get off the computer and get back to work sewing in a different room. He wouldn't stop pestering me until I did. He's done that several times. (I suspect part of the reason for his behavior is that usually either Purdy or Sheba sit in my lap when I'm on the computer, and he wanted me in the other room. He knows that when I'm sewing, no one is allowed on my lap.)