After a week of tiny house living we have a routine. The girls look for the kitties but only Lyra wants to chase them😡 we moved our black kitty home ( she was our stray kitty that was fixed and had been an inside pet) she mostly lives here in the clubhouse and it broke our heart to keep her out. We snuck her into Harlee’s room at home (grandpa doesn’t like cats) all was well until he called me one morning and said “why is there a black cat in the living room?” ( French doors keep her on that side of the house) Harlee hadnt pulled her door closed and she got out😳 I think his objection to cats is walking on the kitchen counters, since she can’t do that he didn’t say much😃 He knows we love her and want her happy and safe. She can come back here when we move to the new house 😃