The Crate

You all know I have an appointment with the v-e-t, and that Mom thinks I am going to get into the crate by myself.  Mom can be very tricksy when she wants to be.

Mom tried tossing treats into the crate, and then getting out of the way.

After the teeny tiny meals I've been getting for the last few days (thank you very LITTLE Poppy Q) they were certainly very tempting.

This is the ONLY time you will EVER see me get into this crate WILLINGLY.

Once I got a treat, I jumped OUT of the crate right away. There's NO WAY Mom is going to get me into that thing.

Unh uh.  Nope. Not gonna happen.

I can see it now:

Millie: 1
Mom: 0


Heh.