Lots to sniff

My human has a special room that he doesn't go into that often.
It's a weird room. It's outside, but inside.

But when he opens the door to this room, he leaves it open for most of the day.

This is good, because there's so much in this room - so many things to sniff and rub against.

There are boxes to sniff.
There are bits of wood to sniff.
There are metal things to sniff.
There are chairs to sniff.
There's the grass cutter to sniff.
There are pots to sniff.

There are also so many things I can hide behind.

I like this inside-outside room.
I wish my human would open the door more often.