Grandma and Grandpa stopped by on their way to Alaska, and Sunny found a playmate in Grandpa . . .
Now I know why he naps smooshed against the wall on his dog bed, and sleeps jammed into the corner on top of the blanket chest in my room at night. He was apparently raised using a crate for a safe sleeping place.
Star did a great job getting used to the crate (without the door on) when we were in Moscow. Then a bad thing happened. Mom went away from the crate and Star, whose leash was clipped to the window bars, tried to follow Mom and pulled off the top (which wasn't attached).
The next morning a good thing happened. She did the same thing, but a bowl of treats on top of the crate spilled all over the ground. What a great reward for the wrong behavior, but it did remove the sting of the roof falling on her head. Now she sits calmly inside, watching me prepare my strategy or the equipment for her agility exercises . . .
Sometimes they both get in together . . .
We went up to the mountains for a day - we sure took a lot of stuff for just one night.
The dogs posed very patiently and professionally for 25 shots in this configuration . . .
One of Sunny's favorite activities in the mountains is intently staring at the hummingbird feeder 6 inches outside the window . . .
And Star shows off her new crate once again . . .
Aren't I Just The Cutest?!?