Let’s admit it; I’m shy. I got over it once and liked people, then they put me in a box and took me to strangers who scared me, and well, I’m coming back from shy again. I’m pretty suspicious of new things, even when they turn out to be good. I know eventually I’ll get back to trusting, and I do love to chase toys, so that helps. It also helps to have one of my sisters with me so I don’t feel alone, but for now I’m just hoping for a quiet place with patient people where I can learn to trust for good.