She is hiding under there. I've upset her. I'm not sure how. Later she came in the house fine and came out into the dining room for her evening "romp". But, she just sat there looking pretty upset ... ears cocked way up. Then she went under the table and just sat. No snooping or running or pestering the guys still outside, through the big sliding door.
Finally we both sort of "herded" her back into her "pen" but instead of falling on her fresh dab of oats, like usual, she just ducked into her box, hunkered down, and stared balefully out at me. I feel awful - what did I do?
Eventually I gave her a bit of whole wheat bread, which she snatched and ate, and sometime after that she came out and ate the oats. But I still can just sense the indignation for some slight I really can't fathom. All I can do is apologize and hope to get back into her good graces...