I have probably told this story before but....not long after Edwina joined us I took a couple months off between jobs. I spent lots of time with Edwina...sitting outside, reading books (she's quite the reader!)
My step-son was living with us at the time. The first day I went back to work I returned home and I COULD NOT FIND EDWINA. I searched the house -- all of her secret hiding place -- every where. She was not to be found. I repeatedly asked the step-son, "Are you SURE she didn't get out???" We circled the complex looking for her outside.
Desparate and frustrated I finally opened a seldom used closet in the basement. There she was in the closet behind a safe with a look of pitiful abandonment.
Not only had she opened the bi-fold door -- she had closed it behind her!
It took her about a week before she would look at me or acknowledge my presence -- other than to accept her food of course.
Once I had apologize enough (both to her and the step son for my accusations!) life returned to normal.