Last night, I was ready to go to bed when I realized that I hadn't seen Jasmine in a while. So I walked around calling her, got her food bag out, started shaking it...no Jasmine. I checked everywhere for her and finally gave up, hoping she was just being stubborn. Then, this morning, I called her and heard a very faint meow. Last night, my parents had asked me to get something out of my dad's closet, and she followed me in without my realizing it. Poor thing spent the night in the closet. I felt so bad.