Roxie sleeps in Stef’s room. She sleeps in a crate.
I understand this is a good thing for a dog and I approve, but it still looks like you’re visiting a prisoner in jail. There’s enough space between the bars for Roxie to push her snout through for heavy duty licking.
This was Roxie’s third night in the crate and her third night pleading to be released. We only found out when Stef came downstairs this morning. She’d spent the night in a sleeping bag next to the crate.
“If anyone asks what I did this weekend tell them I was camping out–on my floor.”
We remember when Stef was a baby. There were times when she needed to nap but didn’t want to. Helaine and I stood quietly outside her door while she cried and yelled for us. It was painful to let her cry, but we knew we had to do it and she had to adjust. After a while she did.
It’s tough for Stef right now. She wants Roxie to be a happy and healthy dog. She too will have to resist answering this baby’s call.