Jane was allowed coffee today, which is a very good thing. She called to let us know how she was doing, and I got to tell her about Skippy searching the house and yard for her repeatedly yesterday -- and his coming to our bedroom door at about 3:15 this morning to yowl over and over. I had to let him out to search again, then let him back in, then sit and cuddle him on the couch where Jane was sleeping (and on the sheet that smells like her) for about a half-hour before he would settle down. He's still searching the house and yard today, though not as vocally. Poor cat....