I Need a Occupied Sign

Bob and Monika left Thursday for Thanksgiving and didn't come home until Sunday afternoon. As if that wasn't bad enough after Bob gave us our treats, I had to go use the litter box, so I went to the covered one in the livingroom and while I was still in there Bob lifted the cover off to clean it. I never pooped so fast in my life. He scaired it right out of me. I took off running and left him to deal with the stink. After he was done he came and found me, and appologized for breaking in on me. Then he brought me back to the covered litter and told me it was all clean, but I just walked away because he had already scaired it all out of me.