In January, after a year of avoiding the boys completely, Pixie finally decided it might be ok to sit in the same room as the kids. Through the end of winter and into spring, she'd perch warily on the floor near an egress path or on the farthest possible chair from the kids but she didn't bolt as soon as they appeared. As spring lazily rolled into summer, Pixie left her winter napping spot (my lap) and took up residence on the windowsill behind me in the den. The windowsill happens to be a very convenient height for Ross, who started wandering in and talking to Pixie whenever she'd sit there. After weeks of such chats, Pixie finally allowed Ross to pet her and now she's starting to talk back to him. Ross still wishes Pixie would sit on his lap. I think it'll be a while before she's willing to consider the idea but, if Ross remains as patient and persistent, I have no doubt Pixie will eventually cave in.