Wee Hours
In the wee hours of the night, our little basement cat has been claiming the living room as her new territory. Once daylight hits, though, she's usually back downstairs, retreating to the space she's always considered safe. More and more, she's been venturing upstairs, playing with her toys, tossing them high into the air, and somehow managing to lose them on top of the piano or the dining room table. They're all wonderful signs that she's finally settling in and feeling at home. She no longer runs from us when we walk down the stairs, and it's not unusual to find her on the couch, peacefully napping. It will be exciting to see the progress she makes by the one-year mark. Maybe by then we'll even be able to pick her up! I'm not sure she's explored any of the bedrooms yet, but it's only a matter of time before she expands her territory even further. She's still not a fan of any room with a television on and won't go anywhere near the tv ...
