More Iris stuff

In an earlier post, I showed Iris curled up in the cage/kennel we borrowed from Cliff's oldest sister, Rena.  Cliff's other sister, the one in St. Louis, called to tell me that she thought that was too small a space for Iris, and that there was a big pet kennel out at their farm, a few miles from here, that we were welcome to it.  They had bought it for their black lab, who died years ago.
So we went and got it.  I hosed it down, let it air-dry, and brought it in the house.  It barely fit through the door.  I put it beside our bed where I had kept the smaller cage.

  It's taller than the bed!

However, Iris likes it much better than the cage, and even went inside it a few times of her own free will.  I don't plan to make this gigantic thing a permanent fixture in my bedroom; but if it will help Iris settle in, I'll leave it there for a month or so.  
She's still working on getting rid of the kennel cough.  She ate more today than she's consumed on any day since she came here, so that's a good sign.  She and I just finished a rousing game of fetch-the-ball outside.  She does seem a bit less anxious now when I go outside without her.
She loves toys.  She isn't silly, like Sadie was, but she does love to play.



Here's a brief video I made of her guarding her favorite toys.  By the way, if I play this, she goes totally nuts when she hears her squeaky toy, and runs in the living room to see if it's still there.    
We left Iris in her pen Saturday while we left to do a few things; she was still there when we got home three hours later, all curled up in her little nest.  So the outside pen is a success!