Bahhhh on the crates

"A"... Dollie keeps attacking on me today. Just playing around at first, but its hurting my back and shoulders. Dad has been putting medicine on the booboos so they won't bleed. She has such sharp baby teeth.

"D"... I know....I don't mean to hurt you....I truely don't.

"A"... All I know is mom stayed home from work today. She is not feeling all the great, I guess. And we keep getting put back in our crates cause of our rough housing. She is not sounding mad or anything....I think she is just worried about my back. She tried letting us stay in "our room" in the bathroom so we would have space to play.

"D"... Don't like having to stay in the crate, do you Arrt?

"A"... Nope. I think you need to settle down and give it a break. Then we can stay out and play with the fun stuff that squeeks. Next time she gets us out....let's try that?

"D"... Sure, cause I don't want to stay in here either. Yeal, we get a treat each time, and its a good place to nap, but otherwise, quite boring if you ask me.