For the first few weeks she was with us, Queenie stayed on our main level and refused to go upstairs, where our bedroom and offices are located. One night I heard somebody behind me in the bedroom, which I thought was Tim, but it turned out to be Queenie venturing into the unknown. Since then she sleeps upstairs at night (and sometimes during the day) on a large pillow we bought for her, although the first night we put it down, she shoved it under the bed ;-).

Protective mural, posted earlier: