September 2nd 2009 12:10 pm
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I have frankly had enough of Pennie's Crate Snob Attitude! The PERFECTLY Acceptable 1986 Crate was originally MINE. Heh, Heh, Back in 1986 Dogs weren't crated for Separation Anxiety. No. I was Crated for Shipping. The Crate was purchased for my adventurous flight from Scramento, California to Cincinnati. With an un-scheduled overnight in Chicago when the Airline Lost ME. How an Airlines can lose an Extra Large Crate with an 80 pound wolf-hybrid dog in it is beyond me, but after I flew home (without getting lost, thank dog,) I did not fly anymore.

Back in 1986 there were no "Dog Trainers" and Cesar Milan did not have a TV show. A dog was free to express his/her Separation Anxiety All Over the House, without Crating. I chewed 60 feet of baseboard. I ate the back off a couch. I nibbled a piece off the front of the couch. I ate a Bible. I did get confined, but it was to a spacious Master Bathroom, with it's own fresh water toilet, and several bath mats to pick apart, fiber by fiber.

Why Pennie is so upset by my old crate is beyond me. Maybe she should just outgrow her Separation Anxiety, as I did, and I was free to roam the house at will.