Glory is a mean girl! At least that's the conclusion I reached after coming home to a wrecked living room and no Simon to be found. Before I left, the two of them were chasing each other around and even though Simon doesn't like it, he will definitely stand his ground when he's had enough. So when I came back, all the cushions were off the couch, the folded sheets that had been sitting on a chair were on the floor, and one of them had peed (big time) on the couch. I'm certain it was Simon, but couldn't find him. Eventually I discovered him cowering in a corner of the closet and panting heavily, which indicates panic. That was at 12:30 and it's now 6:30 and he is just calming down slightly. He came out of the closet to go for a walk and then later to eat and thankfully, he's been out since then. I can't imagine in my wildest dreams what transpired while I was gone. He has never once peed in the house in the two years since I've had him, so he must have been really terrorized, and it all comes back to Glory. Mean girl!