My cat

So I boarded my cat when I went to visit my parents last week over spring break. I have been threatening to do this for a while, she has gotten into the habit of having an accident on the floor if I leave her for several days. It's not like I leave her alone, I have 3 housemates she can have at her beck and call--I don't think "accidents" is the right term "protests" might be closer. Bianca is smart, I think she knows exactly what she is doing. So to save myself worrying for 5 days I sent her to the PetsHotel. Yep, the local PetsMart has a pet hotel. She probably had a better break than I did (no offense to my parents, staying with them is lovely, my mom made my favorite curry and my dad baked an apple pie, but I tech their church's Easter cantata, too many 12+ hour days to count as spring 'break'). Bianca did well at the pet hotel, all the employees said she was a sweet cat, which she is, problem is now I think she is afraid I'm going to send her away again. She feels the need to be in constant physical contact with me. Every evening this week she spent several hours either on my lap or lying next to me. Tonight she has spent the last 3+ hours draped on my while I laid on my bed and now fighting my laptop for space (she wins, the laptop doesn't have claws--not that she was trying to claw me, she just tried to hold one while she slipped off sideways). Now she is sitting behind me making little annoyed noises. Either she wants the water turned on in the bathroom or the porch door opened, let me go see or I won't have any peace (if neither of those things make her happy she is getting squirted with the water bottle). Her highness desired running water. I think I'd like to be a cat--if there could be other arrangements made instead of licking ones own butt--I think I would definitely like the life of a cat.