She’ll just be glad to see you come back for her.
Apparently, drugs make Midget girl paranoid-as soon as I got her home and let her out of the carrier, she hurried around on tiptoes, looking over her shoulder like she was on a covert mission, peeking carefully out of each window, and into each room before moving on to the next one.
She finally quit and came running when I put out fresh food all four pets, and after she ate, she started to chill-by the time I sat down to watch TV at about 6:30, she was on a fleece throw on my lap, purring and sleeping.