Mom is worried about me. I have been here two weeks now, and I am still hanging out in the cage she set up for me for when I first arrived. After the first week, she said I could come out and join Googlie and my sisters. She even leaves the cage doors open all the time. I keep returning to the cat bed in my cage. I try to tell her I am just fine. She says I sound like my sisters. The bed is safe and comfortable. Doesn’t she realize that I am happy to have a home where no one, cat or human, picks on me?