This is what happened the other day when I left Jackson and Magnus back in the laundry room:
My intention was for Magnus to go into her crate so Jackson and I could head to our morning playdate. But, I guess Jackson had other ideas. What is it about a stinky, hairy, dog crate that is just irresistible to a little one? Griffin was the same way, thought it was great to crawl into the dog crate and chill.
And actually, Jackson not only loves the dog crate, but the dog bed as well. Alright, let's be honest, Jackson loves everything related to the dog, food, water, leashes, you name it. For Jackson nothing says cuddly and cozy like just getting out of the bath, all nice and clean, and running to snuggle on Mag's old hairy, doggy bed. Yuck!
And of course this drives Mom crazy! We're on our way out the door and now your covered in dog hair. Great. But a year and a half into this parenting thing, I throw my hands up, say oh well, coax him out of the crate with a dog treat (for him to give to Magnus, not to eat) and we're on our way!
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How do you think Devin got the knickname "Dog Boy"? In his case it was eating the dogfood!!
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