We adopted Cleo years ago. She had been abused. When she couldn't see you she thought you couldn't see her. She spent the first 3 days at our house in the corner of a closet with her face to the wall. We left food out and a litter box. After 3 days she bravely sat in the middle of the room and met us and she joined our family. Her favorite spot was the back of the couch so she could see all the comin and going. One day the lady that gave her to us came to see how she was doing. Cleo hid! She had her forever home and lived for many years. Miss her still.