My husband and I adopted an abused kitty named Earlene (the kitty with one ear) shortly before Christmas. I expected she might go under the bed and stay there for awhile like most cats do when moving to a new situation. This little girl just made the house her own immediately. She is playful, and all over the place. We re-named her. She is now called Phoenix; appropriate for her situation. She knows she is safe and loved and keeps us entertained with her antics.