We're home

She was to the top of the stairs the minute the door opened tonight. Tried to convince us she was starving, though there were plenty of kibbles. She "talked" her way through the house (except the basement, of course--I suspect she will avoid going downstairs for a while). I've returned her "stuff" to the downstairs bedroom, but I pretty much think that we should be able to let her come upstairs with us at night, and I can keep the small litter box & food in the downstairs bathroom. She hasn't touched the "Maria plant" since Christine sprayed her the first night. She's a little more stubborn about the pothos upstairs, so I just keep that door closed unless one of us is in there.