So this past week I've kinda been MIA and I apologize to anyone who takes the time to read my blogs. See Tuesday at 4 in the morning, I hear Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance" going off which only means one thing...mom's got a phone call. So after I'm woken up a few times by this mom grumbles that we can go back to sleep. We go to mom's work like normal, but today we're not there all day...we leave early? Is this Lady Gaga's doing? Once home with dad, mom leaves for a very long time. Dad has to put me in the crate and go to work...mommy still isn't home.
Where is she...it's very late...I guess I'll nap... 12:35 am Wed morning...is that the garage I hear? It's very late...mom...is that you?? Mom was finally home...where were you? I've been in here so long..it's past bed time...After lots of hugs and even some lap time, it's time for bed so back to my crate (that's where I sleep). After a few short hours of sleep mom was back up and over breakfast explained that her brother's baby was finally born! Little Sarah made her poor mommy go through lots of labor, and mom had to hang out in the hospital with babies (yuck!)
I spent lots of time in my crate, so mom made a pit spot to daycare for me, as I needed to run off all this energy. I love my crate...for the most part. I sleep in it at night and travel in it as well. I don't like when mom and dad leave me in it when they go out, but if I had a play date and was really tired (like on my Spencer Saturday) then I'm OK with taking a nap while they run errands. So does anyone else go in their crate too? Do you like it or hate it? I have a wire one, is yours?