Last night as I was puttering in the bedroom getting ready for bed Zeeke started snuffling around the outside of his crate and into the closet. He started eating something. I went over to check, and I found… kibble. He was eating random pieces of kibble. I figure he must have dropped some while eating and they rolled out of his crate and into the closet.

Zoe joined him in the snuffling for kibble, and unfortunately Zeeke wouldn’t cut it out. So he ended up locked in his crate just to be quiet and leave it alone. When Den came to bed a short while later I got up and unlocked the door. Zeeke didn’t move.

6 hours later (give or take), I wake up and find Zeeke… in his crate. The door was wide open, but he never left it all night. I fully expected him to crawl up onto the bed in the middle of the night like usual, but I guess either he was comfortable or he thought he was supposed to stay there.

The funniest part was that after laying in bed for some time, Den said, “Where’s Zoe?” She was in her crate. I didn’t lock her in at all. But every time Zeeke goes in his crate, Zoe goes in hers. She certainly takes her leads from him!