The shiny new kennel was a trick. I am not even kidding. It sat in Rachel's room all weekend loaded with my favorite pillow, a kong and my giant, green weiner dog that I've had forever (I don't even really like that creepy thing. It keeps following me from home to home and I'm not sure where it came from in the first place. It smells funny.)
So the new kennell, it looks great. Black, fancy, just the right size ... TO KEEP ME LOCKED IN ALL DAY!!!! That's right! Mom was just waiting for a weak moment and WHAM! She got me!
Today seemed like every other day! I woke Rachel up, Mom fed me and let me outside, then I went back to bed. But things just didn't seem right. First, Rachel didn't stay in bed. She showered and got dressed ... and so did Caitlyn. Where was everyone going?
That's when it happened! Mom lured me back to Rachel's room with an on-so-temptingly-delicious peanut-butter-filled Kong (how does she DO that?!?!?) but I caught on quick! Uhhhhh .... Wait Mom! I have to peeeee ! REALLY REALLY bad!. So I wandered around the back yard, and wandered, and wandered some more. Until Mom was tapping her foot, and tapping her watch, and mumbling something I probably don't understand anyway ...
And then SHE PICKED ME UP!! Oh!! The shame!! (She knows I am a strong and capable dog! Why would she humiliate me like this!! What if Molly were watching from behind a tree?!?!?)
I was promptly plopped into said "shiny new kennel" and left ... for six solid hours ... like some car-jacking thief! How could she?!? She turned the radio on, thinking that it would leave me company, but it just sat there mocking me as if to remind me of all the people who were free to roam the world while I was stuck in my four square feet of humiliating captivity!
FINALLY, Mom came home. She immediately took me outside, then for a car ride, then gave me a treat and scratched just the right spot for like 30 minutes!
Did I mention how much I love my new family?!?!? Kennel??? What kennel?