On my travel day to Vegas, I awoke at 3am and flew six hours to the desert city. When I checked into my hotel, I stripped off my outerwear and napped.

When I awoke, I wandered bleary-eyed into the suite's living room and saw what I took to be Bagheera sleeping on the sofa. "Did she hide in my suitcase last night?" I briefly wondered.

Nope. Time to hang up some clothes.