We’re a week into our visit with Miss Freya

She pretty much took over the house the first night.

But the thing she’s loving the most is the Catio yard.

She’s the first one out in the morning. And the last one in at night.

I think Bronson is going to have to build her one when he comes home. If not, there may be hell to pay!

She did give me quite the fright yesterday though. It had been raining in the morning (that didn’t stop her from going out and getting soaked though). It had stopped by noon – but I guess she decided that the wet garden was no place for her afternoon nap. She came in, got a little attention (and a good drying off by me) and then dissapeared!

I mean, I couldn’t find her ANYWHERE! Thankfully, we have cameras on the cat doors, so I was able to determine she hadn’t returned to the catio (and thus somehow escaped from there). And we hadn’t gone out any doors – so she was SOMEWHERE in the house.

I searched for a solid hour. I shook the treat bag several times but all I got were my greedy boys! I was frantic, having visions of having to tell Bronson we somehow lost his cat, but I had no idea how!

I was poking around in the laundry room for a third time, when I spotted some movement on top of the dryer.

Dave keeps this bin on top of the dryer to collect rags for washing. And there’s a random bit of foam in there for some reason. Well for Miss Freya, it was the perfect spot for a nap – she crawled under the foam and curled up on top of the rags! Practically invisible!

One more week to go!