I woke up this morning and Pepper wasn't at the foot of the bed. I checked her usual hiding spots and she was MIA. I left the patio door cracked with the hopes that I maybe locked her out before I went to bed last night. I went to close the door since I had to leave for an early AM shop. She waltzes in and heads straight for her food dish. She's been asleep ever since she came in at 7am.
She was asleep under my bed. I dragged her from her peaceful slumber and put her in my office. A few hours later, she's sleeping on the guest bed. Rinse and repeat. She finally realized that she wasn't going to get a peaceful day's rest unless she runs away or sleeps in the same room where I am working.
"I told myself to quit you; but I don't listen to drunks." -Chris Stapleton