When the sun hits the yard, Flo comes out of her safe and hiding spots and take up position in a dirt-filled but vacant flower pot, which she has now commandeered, along with various chairs, settees and hay bales. Flo is definitely the reigning queen of Bedlam Farm, where she once hid in the woodshed, she now reigns over everything. In the cold and stormy weather, she is in the house, on my lap. In the heat, she is in the barn or under the front porch. On sunny days, she is the monarch of the back porch. Now, she is the Queen Of The Pot.