Dogs love a cave. It’s the most natural place for them to sleep, what they do in the wild.
That’s why our dogs love their crates. They can hardly wait to crawl into them at night. I close the door, a blanket draped over it to give them the warm and cozy place where the don’t have to worry about herding sheep, or chasing rats, or running after a ball. They can rest easy.
(There have been times when I wish I had a crate to crawl into)
We have three dog beds in our small living room and we were too often tripping over them. So I moved one small one in a corner next to Jon’s chair and the other slightly bigger one under my desk.
Bud immediately claimed the small one next to Jon. And Fate made the bed under my desk hers.
Although the dogs have been known to trade beds too…
