Phoebe is six years old, and resisted a crate every inch of the way. She happily curls up anywhere, but most often on this bed, which is right next to the crate. Dawson loves his crate! If he can't be in a lap, it's his curl up place of choice. At three years old, he still runs right in whenever I pick up my purse and keys, and wags his tail as I latch the door.
When they first began to play together I thought they were fighting; it sounds so menacing! But it's all in fun, and neither has ever emerged with so much as a scratch.
The mister just loves that his putting green does double duty as a feeding station, as well as an ear scratcher for the boy!
I hope that you enjoyed meeting the kids, as we refer to them. Do you share space with furry creatures? I would love to hear!