It took Chippy his whole first year to really get big and brave and comfortable. He was a happy little guy, but I oftened wondered, as the months went by, if he'd ever be my brave little curious pet. Well, at just one year old, he turned the corner and after that big moult, he came out of his shell and got right in my face. He's been there ever since. He takes his life as his right and he's a bold little character now. I've always had freedom and toys and baths and good diet there for his convenience. Now he really takes advantage of everything. So let her take on the "great outdoors" at her speed. She'll surprise you one day.