A bed in the hay

Our cat, Fluff, has taken to sleeping in the hay in the barn for the last few weeks and sometimes stays there half the day. When she comes into the house she smells just like new hay, so she must really like it. Maybe she is reverting to her childhood as it was in the same place that I found her when she was a kitten. Her mother must have been a ferral cat, and maybe abandoned her because she was small. She was very fierce when I first saw her, all teeth and claws, hissing like a demon, but after some weeks of leaving food for her she eventually came into the house and she has been with us for 14 years.
I wonder if she ate yesterdays blip?