Today is my second-to-last day with Ichi before I go to Portland for three weeks. I know that when I come back, he'll be much, much bigger. I also know that he probably won't remember me. I don't think it will matter much in the long run as he's affectionate and friendly with everyone, but I liked having him see me as the person to meow at when hungry and hide behind when scared. But he's in good hands while I'm gone. I just hope he doesn't develop any abandonment issues...they're wretched.