I know when to admit defeat.

I heard Carys escape the den, last night, so the barrier will be removed. It's like I said, it slows me down more than it does her.

She was waiting by the food bowls, this morning. Another conundrum. She prefers the boys food to kitten food. Carys marched right up to Madoc's bowl and started munching away. He looked up at me with a VERY confused look on his face. It's called Karma, Madoc, since you always did that to your siblings! She used to show up at the feeding station so she's been eating adult food for a while, but I guess I'll be buying more 'complete' wet food.

Now starts the REAL adventure.

Carys is still a little nervous about big old humans but she's definitely getting better. Now that she will be out and about with the big boys, hopefully she will gain confidence and come to realize I'm her friend.