Case In Point #2: The Dog Crate
April 12th, 2010
We had previously discovered her fondness for Riley’s dog crate and I have had to extricate her from his crate on numerous occasions. Just yesterday, I was getting dressed in the bedroom when I realized she had disappeared from view. Then I heard shuffling and giggling from inside his crate. Mystery solved.
My aunt, learning of and being amused by the Mouse’s fondness for Riley’s crate, brought Miss Mouse a present the last time she came to visit. A dog crate of her very own.
Her favorite thing to do is horde toys in there. She diligently rounds up a certain class of toys — one day it was balls, another time it was all of her hand bells, on another occasion it was her plastic Noah’s ark animals — and deposits them inside. Then she herself retreats within, squeaking happily.
Josh isn’t totally convinced about the appropriateness of the dog crate as a child’s fort, but I don’t think it’s that different from a pop up mesh clothing hamper. And it’s not like I zip her in there. She’s always free to come and go as she pleases!