Kaya

Kaya's old office crate was getting too small for her so we went out and bought a new one for her. This one is the same size as her crate at home which we might have to upgrade sooner or later..

(The home one that is)

So now Kaya has a place to hang out and sleep and she can be in her crate if I need to leave the room without me feeling guilty because it is too small for her.

She will go just about anywhere to find one..

Sometimes Mommy is jealous that Daddy never takes any pictures of her and Kaya together like I do of them..

These are the days for resting, relaxing and taking long naps. Enough said!

A break through finally.... Kaya and I took a long walk on Sunday and met up with Sandra and Storm, which exhausted her completely. When we got home she went into her crate and fell asleep while I made dinner and waited for Olov.

Okay by making dinner I mean I did nothing because he wasn't sure what time he was coming in. Moving on!

I thought since she was already very relaxed it would be a good time for her to spend more time alone. I put on my jacket and shoes, put a bone in her crate with her and walked out the door. I went down the steps, took my shoes off and came back up a bit so she wouldn't hear me and waited for the whining to start.

To my delight there was nothing but silence from the other side of the door, not even a whimper for a full 5 minutes... When I came back in she was awake but too tired to make a fuss about me being back, I got a few wags from her tail but that was all. So the Key to leaving Kaya alone is getting her tired.

After all that playing and wrestling and running and the late night walk home Kaya was exhausted.. So much so that waking up in the morning was more of a task than a reason to get outside for a pee.

Our little Kaya and I spent a good time on the couch nursing our own version of hangovers on Saturday but she came out looking a lot better than I did!

Friday night our little family trotted over to Sandra and Nigel's place for dinner and drinks. We were all under the impression that our dogs would play a little less rough in the house but man were we wrong....

Not only did they play rough but they could not stop playing. They ran and wrestled and ran a bit more. There were two accidents, thank goodness it was both of them and not just our little devil. At least we think it was both... Regardless it was a lovely evening..