“News about Rio.” Because you know, there’s always something.
Today, Rio spent a lot of time in her kennel because her daddy had to work very long hours and her mommy did too, and when Rio is outside of her kennel, her mommy can’t concentrate because she’s always worried those chewing sounds are coming from the power cord. They never are, however, because Rio is smart and a good puppy who far prefers chewing on her rope bone or her kong or little scraps of cardboard leftover from when she ate that toilet paper roll the other day. Her mommy is just neurotic. Her mommy also realizes that Rio is just as happy chewing these things in her kennel, as long as said kennel is facing mommy’s desk. Also, approximately thirty seconds after getting into her kennel, Rio loses consciousness.
Thank you, Pavlov.
I’ve never seen a dog so in love with her kennel. In the evening, if Sailor Boy and I are watching Netflix, and Rio decides it’s bed time, she gets up, staggers over to her kennel, climbs inside, plops down, and gives us dirty looks before promptly losing consciousness. We got her a dog bed. Occasionally, she’ll sleep in it. Usually, she takes power naps, then decides it’s actually sleeping time, hauls herself out — painfully, half-conscious — and goes into her kennel.
“I can make it! I’m… almost…therezzzzzz…”
Since she knows that peanut butter kongs are a treat she only gets in her kennel, all I have to do is take out the jar for her to bound inside her kennel and wait patiently (okay, maybe whine a little) for her PB. Woe betide the person innocently making toast. Peanut butter has become a dog-centric food in this house. The other night, SB was trying her out on the foot of the bed, and though she seemed to enjoy snoozing with us for a while, after about forty-five minutes, she hops down, goes into her kennel and promptly loses consciousness. (I was relieved because remember… neurotic.) If any of you pet owners out there are iffy about crate training — I’m telling you. I am a convert. I am a fundamentalist evangelical crate trainer. It’s the BEST THING EVER. Her kennel is my very favorite non-organic item in this house
Currently, Rio is growling at herself in the mirror. No matter how many times she does it, it still cracks me up. Maybe the mirror is my favorite non organic item in the house
Actually, it’s late. My bed is my favorite non-organic item in my house.
Just kidding, Pan. You know I love you best.
November 12th, 2008 at 6:52 am
my puppy was the same way! he loved his kennel! until i came home one day and the door was caved in toward him and his tooth was broken in half…. i think he got stuch on it. that was the last day we put him in the kennel when we were at work. when he was a puppy we couldn’t get him to stay in bed with us, he loved sleeping in there…. now i can’t get him out of the bed! he is a 150lbs and we only have a small queen size bed! it’s horrible! he’s lucky i love him! he’s such a wiggle butt!
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November 12th, 2008 at 1:05 pm
My dad’s dog sleeps on his bed, but won’t get on the bed until “her blanket” is put on it first. She does also love to nap on her dog bed on the screened in porch.
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November 12th, 2008 at 10:43 pm
Just don’t fool yourself into thinking, when and if you have kids, that the same trick works with cribs.
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November 14th, 2008 at 4:59 pm
Sonic never had a problem with his kennel. In fact, after awhile, he learned how to open the door (while unlocked) and let himself in.
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