I had to laugh at Gavin yesterday.  It seems that he fussed so much in his crate when The Curmudgeon came down in the morning, that TC took him out right away instead of making Gavin wait until his meds kicked in.

     When nap time rolled around Gavin went into his crate only to fuss like crazy five minutes later.  I figured it out.  He only had his crate mat and no towel to roll up in.  Poor baby! 

     I threw a towel into the crate and within seconds he began to snore.

     You all have a good one!