So, for the first time ever Dad put me in my crate last nite but left the door open, I'm not sure what he was hoping for but around 2:30 in the morning I decided to go for a stroll which included me makin a lot of noise, trying to jump up on the bed, punching mommie in the face in the process of trying to jump up on the bed and russling in the closet. It was the greated 2:30 in the morning ever! Sadly, Dad got cranky and put me back in my crate and this time he locked the door. What he clearly forgot about it that although you can crate my body, you may never crate my soul! So I continued to russel around until 6:30 when Mom wakes up at which point she took me outside in hopes of letting me get out my energy and settling down. Well I showed her! When we got to the door I pretended to be scared of my shadow and ran right back to my crate! Muahahahaha!
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