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Here’s a photo of my crate, also known as my castle. I have to stay there when my mom goes out even for a few minutes.<\/p>\nHere’s a photo of my crate, also known as my castle. I have to stay there when my mom goes out even for a few minutes.<\/p>\n
When I realize my mom has gone, I stand by the door and wait anxiously. If I’m left alone for hours, who knows what I’ll do? So I spend LOTS of time in the crate.<\/p>\n
The fastener on my crate has broken. My mom has to prop it shut when she goes out. She’s very nervous about leaving me alone in a crate that won’t close properly.<\/p>\n
She ordered a new crate door from dog.com. She was astounded that someone could own that domain name, she said. “They must have bought in back in the Dark Ages.” <\/p>\n
I heard her on the phone with them.<\/p>\n
“Can you hurry the order? Yes, I’ll pay extra for UPS shipping. You see, this is a dog who can’t be left alone – ever.”<\/p>\n
Oh no. Not again.<\/p>\n
But my ears perked up when she said, “A sale on a dog blanket? That’s a reasonable price. A nice fuzzy fleece? Hmm…”<\/p>\n
Ah, that sounds delightful! So soft and warm. I started getting visions of curling up on the soft warm blanket…maybe nibbling a little piece of wool here and there…feeling the fleece tickling my tummy…<\/p>\n
But then my mom said reluctantly, “I’m afraid Gracie will just chew it up. She chewed a blanket into tiny pieces. I can’t even leave a blanket in her crate anymore.”<\/p>\n
She read my mind. I bet fleece blankets taste delicious!<\/p>\n
Oh well. I’ve still got my old dog cushion on my mom’s bed. I inherited a few dog beds from Mom’s first dog, the sainted Keesha. They’re tough. Even my determined little teeth can’t destroy them.<\/p>\n
Life could be worse, although I wish my mom would stop telling the whole world about me. People will get the wrong idea. I’m actually a member of royalty who deserves the utmost respect. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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