We have a big kitchen/family room setup, where one turns into the other at the kitchen island. If I'm in the kitchen, Scooter has to be in the kitchen. It doesn't matter that her cage is 10 feet away, and she can see everything I'm doing, she has to be in there with me. While I work she opens cabinet doors, inspects everything, chews on my shoelaces, opens more cabinet doors, tries to convince me to lift her up to the cooktop (No, we're not doing that), sits on my feet, opens more cabinet doors, slides open a few drawers to inspect them...