So I put the pups out and went searching for Miss Seri, in all her usual places. This time she was one step ahead of me, but I remembered seeing her:
In just about any empty box that's meant to pack books in,
Running up the steps looking guilty,
Smooshed down in between the homeschool books and the windowsill, next to the bamboo shade that gets warm from the sun, or
on top of the homeschool software, when the windowsill gets too warm. Finally, this morning I gave up searching and sat down to work, only to find Seri in her new favorite spot.