My Lily goes to her sleeping cage in the loft between 7:45pm and 8:00pm year round. Our loft is upstairs far away from the family room where all of us always hang around. Lily's sleeping cage has no doors, only a white sheet in the front where the door is. The other sides of the cage have cardboards all around. She gets some ambient light from the street lamp across the street through the white sheet to help her maneuver in the dark. There is no other light in the loft. She wakes up on her own promptly at 7:00am, comes out of the cage on her own through the sheet, does her big morning poop on the newspaper to the right of the cage, and flies into the bathroom with opened window, and wait for me to wake up at 7:30am. She enjoys the fresh morning air while being half awake and half sleep on my towel and listening to outdoor birds singing in the vine tree just outside the window. Sometimes she sings with the other birds. As soon as she hears my first couple of footsteps on the wooden floor, she flies out of the bathroom and lands on my shoulder. Lily is very use to this routine.