A Day with no Crates

Our morning routine usually goes like this.  I woke up at dawn and sit on Mom and Dad's heads until they wake up.  They don't wake up until the radio starts playing every day at 6AM.  Dad gets out of bed and turns off the radio.  It starts up again at 6:07.  Dad turns it off again.  Then it goes off at 6:14, and they finally get out of bed.  Dad takes us out, getting Brook out of her crate on the way, and Mom goes to the shower.  The humans get dressed, pack lunches, wake up the Little Biped and get her dressed.  Mom leaves.  A few minutes later, Brook and I go to our crates and Dad and the Little Biped get in his car to leave for the day.

Today went a little bit different.  Sky woke us all up at 3AM to go out.  We went back to bed.  At 5AM, Sky woke us up again.  This time no one went out, but Dad gave Sky water because this seemed to be what he wanted.  The 6AM alarm went off and Mom got out of bed and went to the shower.  Dad stayed in bed through a few snooze alarms like normal.  We went outside and everything seemed status quo for a while.  The really unusual part came when Dad and the Little Biped left.  Brook and I stayed in the house with Sky and Canyon!

Of course, we wanted to make sure that we wouldn't get in trouble so we would be able to have this privilege another time.  But, as you know - I have learned how to open kitchen cabinet doors, refrigerator doors, food dishes, etc.  Nothing was closed up!!  How could I resist this temptation?  I stayed out of the refrigerator - there's nothing in it right now I would want because the humans really need to go to the grocery store.  The dog food has been moved to a container in the garage due to me opening it all the time (and later teaching Brook and Canyon how to do it too) - so I couldn't get into food...  But, when I opened the kitchen cabinet, I found the trash can and it was nearly full!!

Brook helped me sort through it to see what we could find.  There was half a bag of popcorn that we ate.  We also opened the tea bags and ate all the tea out of them.

Mom came home and called Dad immediately asking him if he knew what he forgot this morning.  There was several minutes of asking how he could forget to put us in our crates, telling him how lucky he was that no damage was done to furniture or toys, that we didn't find the left-over Easter candy on the counter, and several other things not suitable to repeat on a family-friendly blog.  

So, Brook and I had a fun day playing in the trash can and sharing dog beds with Canyon and Sky, but I think we ruined our chances to try this again any time soon.  As the Little Biped says: DERMIT!!!

Butt Wiggles, Meadow