She is a year old, was born and spend most of her life in a shelter, so needless to say, she has a lot to learn. Some might say she is a bit of a wild child. She loves to jump on the fireplace mantel, refrigerator, table, counter and such, then she takes a swing and knocks random things to the floor. I don't keep a lot of things on my counter, so when she could find anything unattached to amuse herself, she took to batting at the hanging light above my island. Uff dah! A spray bottle of water is helping but she is keeping me on my toes.
She is so sweet when she is sleeping.
I haven't dared to let her into my craft room, partly I'm afraid of the damage she will do and partly because there is so much stuff in there I fear she may disappear never to be seen or heard from again.
For a while she was okay with waiting outside the door for me to come out, when something came over her and she made it in mission to come in.