Speaking Of Cats And Aliens

I had an interesting moment yesterday when I went into Newt's room and couldn't find her anywhere. Usually I see her come out from underneath the bed, so I looked under there. No cat to be seen anywhere. At this point, I was starting to feel seriously confused, as I couldn't see any possible way she could have gotten out of that room. And just then, she emerged from a tiny little hidey-hole inside the box spring.

I am now entirely convinced that I named her after the right person.