She "sings" her way through the house periodically. She'd really prefer to be carried around, but most of the time, I let her go on her own. We're still learning her language: this afternoon she was making a painful sort of growling in the bedroom, so I checked on her. She wasn't in the litter box--just sitting in the middle of the room. This morning she had eaten all her meat, most of her kibbles, and most of her water. When I gave her her meat, she scarfed it down like she was starving, so I gave her a tad more. It being Sunday afternoon, we pretty much vegged out, with her curled up in my lap while I did the puzzles.