My caretaker passed away, and new family and two big dogs moved in. I hid under a bed most the time. I was scared and shy when I got to Freedom Fences, but I’m doing better! I come out now regularly. I’m still a little shell-shocked, so will need someone to be patient with me. When I was at my old house, I loved my caretaker and followed him around everywhere. I know I will have that relationship with someone again. And I got along fine with the other cats, and a poodle.