Sami: Trauma and nesting

Lots of words lately...time for some pictures!

One night this week, Sami was enjoying the open window (as per usual) when she suddenly freaked out and started running around like a lunatic weirdo.

I knew something was up but, given the utter and complete darkness here at night (which I am still getting used to), I couldn't see anything in the yard until I got very close to the window. Turns out it was a cute little cat just on the other side of the screen! My windows are at ground level outside, so Sami and her enemy were nose to nose.

Poor Sami! She already has to share "her territory" with Pudge, my landlord's bulldog (here's her view from the window):





...And now there was another invader to contend with! Luckily the trespassing cat scampered off as quickly as it had appeared, and all was well again, though Sami was not quick to let down her guard.

She has had a couple other minor incidents, including getting stuck in the closet once (oops, my bad!), and under the new-to-me borrowed couch twice. I have no idea how she wedged her body under there in the first place, but she couldn't seem to reverse the process.

Also, she seems to feel she's not getting enough play time. She's been dragging her toys into the bedroom every night, and sometimes yowling to wake me up for play time (which, of course, doesn't happen). She used to do this in St. Paul on occasion, but in this place she has to drag them like 20 feet, so it really takes determination. Here she is this morning drawing my attention to her toys in the bedroom:





In general, though, Sami is settling in quite nicely. Check out her latest non-traumatic adventure...making a nest for herself in the bag of plastic bags that she batted down from the nearby shelf. She picks the strangest places to settle!