|All right, so I love it. What's the big deal?|
Now that we mainly leave the cage (or container) door open most of the time, Gizmo enjoys going into his cage/cave even in the daytime. I was sitting in an easy chair besides his cage one bright afternoon, when Gizmo trotted into the cage, sighed, re-arranged a towel that we left for him and lay down, apparently quite contently. He likes it, he likes it, and does not define it as a “cage.” It is Home to him.
“Life is a series of dogs. ” George Carlin