I've had Banjo for about 10 months and today is the first time ever that I locked her outside. For about 3 hours. And I feel really bad about it! Even though it is a gorgeous autumn day, she has a fresh bone, a big rawhide chew and a treat ball, a bed in the garage, one in a sunny spot outside and one in the laundry!!! I am such a softy. I'm going to end up giving her anxiety issues if I don't stop fussing over her this much.
I only locked her outside because I didn't have the heart to lock the foster cat who is not allowed outside into the bedroom. He looked so content lying on the kitchen chair in the sun.