I don't think Dovey got much rest last night. I found an old bottle cap and a large piece from a long forgotten broken glass on the kitchen floor this morning which she must have pulled out from under the oven trying to reach something of interest under there during the night.
Already this morning I've had to clear all the windows so she can sit in each in turn. Right now she's basking in the sunlight coming through the French doors in my sewing room, draped across the extension of my sewing table. She's just noticed two gold finches at the feeder right outside the doors. I think she also likes having carpet on the stairway up to the second floor as it provides good footing for charging up the stairs or down full speed. She slips on the newly refinished oak stairway in her city house with some frequency.