Princess is here and is hiding between my desk and the wall for now. When she gets tired of the dusty dark she'll make another appearance. Even in abject panic, locked in my tiny bathroom with me just after arriving, she was purring and rubbing all over my legs. She was also quite vocal, showing her Siamese side. She said, "I'm TERRIFIED! I need a MAN! And, why'd you have to have a DOG?! I'm so relieved that he didn't look at me as if I were his next meal. Dogs are like that, you know. I DO hope you will feed me well; as you can see, I'm fairly wasting away!" (If she were a human woman she'd be wearing size 18).
Princess may be dubbed with a new name soon. She will let me know if she wants it changed, and will give me the appropriate hints.
So anyway, after the house quiets down, I'm sure she'll cautiously go exploring. She'll be expecting to be put in a cage, and will be somewhat surprised to find that there is no cage in her future. Of course, she'll hide the surprise and won't ask about the cage idea. She won't be wanting to give me any ideas.
It is time for Mr. Mouse to be afraid. Very, very afraid.