Just when I thought little Sophie had gone as far as she was going to go integrating into my little family, tonight she surprised me once again. I’d just spent an hour with the former stray in her room (yes, she has her own room) with her lying on my tummy purring. Apparently she hadn’t gotten enough cuddling tonight because she came into my room shortly after I left her. Instead of hiding beneath the chair as she always does, she jumped right up onto my bed and parked herself there. I hope we don’t have turf wars tonight as I sleep.
And so it was: the bedraggled little stray who slunk into my life nearly a year ago (and into my home nearly nine months ago) had broken through to the most coveted prize. The master bed. Once controlled by her stepsisters, the walls to the remaining fortress had been breached. Sophie, at long last, had triumphed.
unConfirmed Bachelorette 
YES! Some take months to come – and good for her that you had a room to spare for her till she was ready.
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A room to send her to after she causes an early-morning tussle. Her newfound courage has me up at 5 am this Thanksgiving morning.
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Nothing comes without a price 😉
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Totally worth it!
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What a victory for Sophie! Hope the night wasn’t too eventful fot you 😉
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She went back to her room last night after giving the bed a quick try. We made it until 5 am without further incident. Sally was sleeping on the pillow by my head and Sophie just jumped right up. Things were tense, but there seemed to be an uneasy agreement between them. Enter Sadie. And the growling and spitting began. Sophie’s back in her room. Maybe I can get another hour of sleep before the Turkey Trot.
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Little paw steps. Hope the territory wars are short and a truce is agreed upon…still in progress here with Granny, RC, then add in Molly and the German…they will unite against the others, then squabble between themselves. Sigh…they all have their rooms when needed.
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It is at times entertaining to watch the dynamic. Until the hissing reaches a fever pitch. But yes, little paw steps. They have progressed in tiny increments over the past eight months, and it has culminated in a momentarily shared bed. I can’t wait to see what’s next.
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Victory, love the name…
She seems to be smart and for what you tell us above, “brave”… Lovely kitten Cheers Aquileana 😉
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Thank you! I’d say she’s lucky, but I think you’re right–it’s smarts and bravery.
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