The day we brought our new crate home for Bijou, there was a misunderstanding among the younger set, evidently, who we bought it for:

Was it for the cat?

Well, no. Not for the cat.


Was it for my daughter?

Um, despite her affection for the space, the kennel was definitely not for my daughter.

Was it for the pup?

Why, yes, it's for the pup? She finally got a chance to nap in it and it's going along famously. She's got her cozy spot and we have a bit of our house back when necessary.

(My daughter still goes in and tumbles around with Bijou's toys, but our pup doesn't seem to mind much! She's such a nice doggie!)