I kennel my dog. OH MY GOD YOU KENNEL YOUR DOG?!! YOU HORRIBLE PET HATER BABY EATER!! Now that we've gotten that out of the way, yes, I kennel my dog. A lot of people think that it's horrible and mean and I should not be allowed to have a dog but I've read and heard a lot of positive things about kenneling so shut up. I go home every day at lunch and I usually check in after work if I'm playing ball that night or going out. I say usually because sometimes I don't have time to go home after work but, in those cases, when he's in there for most of the day, I let him sleep with me at night. Or at least I try.
Some nights work out well and we both fall asleep right away. Some nights, like last night, not so much. Some nights he just can't quite decide where he wants to settle for the night. Does he want to sleep on my left side? On my right side? On the bottom of the bed? On the top of the bed? Right in front of my face? HOLY CRAP WHAT WAS THAT NOISE?!! BARK BARK BARK!! Oh, it was nothing. Ok, carry on. On my left side? On my right side?
By midnight I had had enough and it was back in the kennel. He promptly fell asleep. I did not. Mostly I was trying to figure out if I had just had a heart attack after being scared shitless from the barking. It turns out I didn't have a heart attack. Now I'm just really tired. It's going to be a fun day.