Sunday, March 16, 2008

The Crate...


Welcome to my crate! This is my second bed. The house is my first bed, this is my second bed, and I have a 3rd crate, which my human calls my mobile home (its what I sleep in when I'm refueling while she is working).







Anyway, this is the biggest crate out there right now and it consists of four blankets, Larry the Lobster, a bone, ball of ropes and a soft furry mat like thing. Let me make this clear right now...I only like to be in here when I CHOOSE to be in here. I do not like to be left in here, at all! My human tends to leave sometimes and leaves me in it! Can you believe it! She leaves me!


What I don't undestand is why she can't at least leave me to rule the house and all of the contents in it. I bless everything that comes in contact with my teeth (I don't think humans understand this concept). Let me show you times when I may CHOOSE to be in my crate...


So, I can't decide...do I love the crate or do I hate the crate. Well, I guess the way I can leave it right now is that we have a love - hate relationship. I love to be in it (when I want to be in it) and the crate hates me when I have to be in it (good thing it's pretty durable).

I must go and find a piece of earth that is worthy of my poo! More later!

Slurp!

Mr. T-Bone Beasley

3 comments:

Maggie & Mitch said...

I have my own gated "bedroom" and I still choose to sleep in my crate with the door open! I love my crate, Mr. T-Bone Beasley! You've got more toys in there than I do!
Happy St. Patrick's day!

Yer friend,
Mitch

Cassidy said...

My crate getted put in the shed now, wheee! But me did like it, me just getted big.

Me can't believe you be 21 pounds at 10 weeks!! Me be 6 months old and only be 29 pounds!!!

Oh, and me think bread puller should be BEARD puller, tee hee!

Nibbles
Cassidy x

Faya said...

I never had a crate. Maybe I missed something. But I have two beds. With a lot of toys to sleep with.
Kisses, Faya