Lacee, Growing Up

My little walking miracle is growing up, physically.....not mentally! Lacee has grown a lot since we first brought her in, although she is still a very petite little girl. Some of the pictures make her look big, and others so small. She isn't that much smaller in height then Ashley, but much more dainty and petite. She has one of the smallest little pink noses I have seen on a kitten. She is beautiful, and I think gets prettier everyday.
She continues to play everyday, and just loves LG and Mac. Those two boys still watch over her and protect her from any harm. It is so heartwarming to watch how they are so protective of her and care for her, I never would have imagined these boys would love her as much as they do.
Lacee still stays in her cage when I am not around to make sure she is kept safe. Anytime I am in the cat room, she is loose with the cats and runs, climbs, wrestles, and plays with all the toys. She is starting to climb a little more, managing to get to the top shelves and trees, with Mac and LG still right there keeping her safe. Sadly, she gets herself stuck, and cries; she just doesn't know how to get down. She will jump down and climb up, but she hasn't figured out how to jump from shelf to shelf, or from a tree to the shelf. When she does manage to get up high, she acts bewildered as if she is wondering "what did I get myself into?"
A few weeks ago, she tried to climb the wall. Yes, you read that right! Where she thought she was going, I have no clue. She was right next to the condo, and just climbed the wall, managed to get up about five feet, then fell to the floor and landed on her back. LG got to her the same time I did, sweet little boy he is, he wrapped his little front paws around her head and started licking her face. AWWWWW! She was fine.
I made a horrible mistake last weekend. I decided I would leave her out of her cage for several hours. I was going to be home all day, so I could check on her and hear if anything went terribly wrong. 4 hours later as I was walking up the stairs, she came running to the door and CLIMBED THE DOOR!! Yes, the door. She managed to get all the way up and was hanging on the metal grate/screen I have on the door. LG and Mac were right there meowing and pawing at her. Her front nails were stuck in the grate, but also, four of her little pads went through the holes in the grate and were stuck too! I couldn't open the door with her hanging on. She finally got herself loose and fell to the floor. I was so frightened she was going to break a toe or ankle. She was a little startled at first, then quickly acted like it was no big deal. She did leave several nail sheaths in the screen.
I felt so guilty and terrible for leaving her loose without me in the room. I wonder sometimes if she possibly had some brain damage when she was hung with that darn shoelace. She really gets herself into some predicaments. I can't even imagine the trouble she could get into if we had adopted her out into another home. She just is not normal.
She improves each day with her walking, standing tall on her legs now. While observing her running, walking, climbing, it is obvious that her legs were once fractured, but they are now healed, and continue to get stronger each day. She moves a little differently then a normal cat, but she gets along just fine.

Here she is biting LG's ear. He is the best big brother.

You know how difficult it is to try and get all seven cats in one picture?!

Every time I picked up the camera, someone was always walking away!

My seven beautiful little rescued, feral souls, my little piece of Heaven.