After I had been here for about 6 weeks, the end of March, Mom said it was time for me to move. WHAT??? I just got a home and you want me to move? Well, crap! Oh wait, she didn't mean move out of the house, she just meant move out of the bathroom. Whew.
I moved into Mom's office. I have no idea why she calls it that, she doesn't work in there. She plays on the computer and pretends to exercise. And watches cooking shows. I hide while she was in the room with me but when she leaves and shuts the door I explore and check out the room. hmmmm, food dish full of crispy stuff, a dish of gooshies, water dish, my box to sleep in, a litter box and hey, this thing, it looks like a cave. I call it my cat cave. I don't let mom know that I get in there, I only go in at night, it is so soft and warm in there. I feel very safe.