Joy gets treated equally well. The weather forecast was for a rainy/stormy night. So we brought her in for the night. With things being different and all you know. She was more than happy to oblige.
I made her a pink bed and she claimed it as hers.
By late night she was out like a light.
Morning came. Then noon. And she was still inside. I took her on a run/walk/bathroom stop and came right back in. She choose a few dog toys from Poochie's stash and played quietly with an occasional squeak from a toy.
Plans were to put her out shortly. But one thing led to another and she stayed in again for a second night.
She slept good that night. This is where she was the next morning.
What have I created?