<human>: Let me preface this story by saying that I love my cat. I live alone in a small apartment and she's my only companion. And, this happened today.

Coming up to Thanksgiving, I was planning on being away 6 days, but realized I hadn't made accomodations for my cat.

A couple calls to animal shelters in the area revealed a couple leads, but all dead ends.

All other options exhausted, I decided to cut my trip to just over 3 days to ensure the safety of the feline. 

She could stay 3 days by herself. She'd be fine. I left out a couple enormous bowls full of food and water in addition to her normal ones.

I walked through the door today returning from my trip, and she didn't come running.

My heart skipped a beat when I noticed none of the food was touched.

I heard a pitiful 'meow' coming from the bedroom dresser.

SHIT.

I ran to the dresser and opened one of them halfway. Inside was my cat. She liked to climb around inside the dresser, even though she's getting too big. I left one of the sock drawers halfway open when she asked me to.

Normally I'd leave it open or get her out. But when I'm running late packing for a Thanksgiving flight, a lot of actions are taken rapidly that may not necessarily be in the right order. I guess. 

So I left my cat trapped inside a sock drawer, with barely any room for her to stand up, for over 3 days.

When I took her out, she seemed appropriately relieved but pissed. She was also hungry and ate a fair amount of food almost immediately. Was not that thirsty. Her meows sounded accusative for an hour. Otherwise - honest to god - she is completely normal.

I'm incredibly impressed with her resilience. And I'm pretty appalled by my stupidity. And I am pretty scared -- what if the same situation had happened, but I hadn't rebooked my flight?

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<bot>: locked my cat inside a sock drawer for over 3 days, but it could have turned out even worse...... .... .. .