I had to save Rockie this morning from the big scary thing under his crate. He's an 11 month old Boxer; which means his "crate" is one of those wire pens with the plastic tray in the bottom. We put cushions and blankets in for a nice soft bed; but of course both Rockie and my little pit mix, Penni; de-stuff their cushions. I have Penni to blame for teaching Rockie that trick.
The plastic tray had been thrown out on the deck for a week or so. My daughter's solution to cleaning it. I finally made her go clean it and put it back in his crate/cage. Well she did. Only she failed to get everything that was in there out from under the plastic tray.
Every morning the kids let the dogs out and then put them in their crates and feed them. This is because Rockie is still on puppy food while Penni is on "lite" food. So feeding them in their crates keeps them from eating each other's food.
So about an hour after the kids all left this morning I am stumbling down the stairs with only one eye open to see what the frantic barking and all the noise is. I find Rockie trying to dig to China in his crate; and barking fiercely at the back corner of it.
I rub the sand out of my eyes and let him out of his cage so I can see what is going on in there. I find that the girls had put the tray in their over the top of one of the feed bowls. Rockie didn't know what was under that tray but he was not having it. I suppose me crawling in there and fixing the whole situation was a sight the dogs won't near appreciate. At least no one else was around.
So I saved Rockie from the big scary thing under his crate.
My daughter has some 'splainin' to do when she gets home.
Friday, March 7, 2008
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