I have completely fallen out of Princess’ good books (if I was ever really in her good books)…
I think she did not like being “ousted” off the luggage that I was packing into and she went away in a huff. When I tracked her down later I found her in the garage on a piece of stored luggage.
She wouldn’t acknowledge me when I came to make up. There is, after all, only so much a cat can put up with!
(don’t worry we cuddled later at bed time)