Looked out the window a few minutes ago and . . . there was Bug, standing at the door to the tack room.
The porch isn't exactly roomy at the moment. There's a pile of electrical conduit under that chair, and those three big white rolls are the polyethylene liners for the stalls, not to mention that extra 50-foot hose laying there next to the chair. You'd think it would seem a BIT crowded to her, wouldn't you?
But when I went downstairs and walked outside and it looked to me like she was asleep over there! So I just left her alone. Apparently she likes the feeling of being in an enclosed space. Unlike Duke, Bug won't move anything around or chew anything up. And unlike Lizzie, she is very unlikely to leave any poo piles up there, so what the heck. Enjoy your nap, sweetie.
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