Shyly is still learning to trust us. In the two weeks that she and her family have been in our home she has come a long way. The first time I picked her up was when I was first trying to rescue the family about four weeks ago. She had fallen into a rather deep drain pipe and couldn't get out, nor could Mama get in to retrieve her. As I reached my hand in, she became a miniature snarling and hissing fur covered buzz-saw! Now she plays with us (cautiously) and has even fallen asleep in my arms once.