Yesterday Truman got sick of laying out in her outside cage. I let her roam around the yard and she made a bee-line right to the back porch. She hasn't figured out the dogie door yet. But, we got the message. We set her up on Mr. Eleven's back porch desk. She loved it! She can see the entire yard from there and gets sun and fresh air. She also loves to watch Kevin work. Today I put her on the desk right after her morning bath. She has a new job. Watching The Big Irish Head work. She does it well!