Furry Nuclear Torpedoes

As you can plainly see, Coco is not happy with her daytime living arrangements. But the only alternative is chewed furniture, ripped curtains, and a thoroughly raided kitchen trash can. So we have to deploy the crate. She sleeps all day in there I think, because when we get home and let her out she transforms into a nuclear ball of pent-up furry energy and emerges from the crate like a torpedo.