So, it's no secret that I have an abnormal fondness for my sweet puppy Kona. She is the sweetest, smartest, four legged friend in the whole world. We adopted her from a shelter that was absolutely amazing. We had had a terrible experience with a horrible facility masquerading as a shelter just before that, so it was refreshing to deal with a place that is actually in it to find good homes for animals in need. In a nut shell, the previous place sold us a very sick animal and we wound up out LOTS of money trying to save her. We had great vets, but it just wasn't enough. But that's a story for another day.
Today we have a Kona and she is pretty.
Anyway, most professionals will tell you that dogs are den animals. They feel secure and happy in places like crates because it mimics their natural environment. My dog, not so much. Basically, she hates her crate and eats it. She will escape whenever possible. In fact, we had to buy special metal clips to keep her in the crate because she figured out how to unlock the doors by using her nose. We tried to leave her out, but that was no bueno...she ate every paper product in sight...again a story for another day.
See, this is the current state of her crate...notice happy toys in there to keep her occupied...also this crate is easily twice the size necessary for her...it is her puppy palace...that she feels the need to eat the floor of.
So, we recently moved our living room furniture around and lately, this is where we find Kona on a regular basis. Whenever we can't find her, check the little crevice between the couch and chair and sure enough, there she is. Notice the comfort hedge hog she dragged in there to snuggle with.
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