Bad kind of scavenger hunt

I've been hesitant to blog about my new adventures as a cat owner, because I have the people I got Beasty from on my Facebook. That being said, I don't think it's a secret the cats not a people loving kind of feline. I had it just over a month, and it's spent the majority of the time under my bed. 

I bought her a blanket I stuffed under there, that I'm happy to say she uses. She's pooped twice outside of her litter box, and another time she overdosed on catnip and barfed her guts out, I'm still finding reminents of that. We have had one intimate moment when she jumped on my bed and let me pet her. This was, probably not coincidently, after one of the pooping incidents. 

I was chatting with my coworker though and I said, I found the poo under the bed, but where is she pooping that I'm not finding? She says,"don't worry, you'll smell it..then you have to go hunting for it..." Speaking from experience of having her daughters dogs at her house. Ah, the bad kind of scavenger hunt...