Sneaky Annabelle has managed to climb to the top shelf of the linen closet and claim it as her Fortress of solitude. That area hasn't been looked at, cleaned, or dusted in ages, so now I know why she's having respiratory problems and where's she's really been hiding out when I cannot find her. I've closed the closet and this weekend I will clean out the whole shebang to give her and Thatch a clean playroom.