We had a last minutes St Patty’s Day gathering here at the house and I suppose we got a tad loud – OK, we were playing poker and it got rambunctious – and Mr. Cosmo, who pees himself when it merely rains, suddenly was nowhere to be found. During my search for the biggest baby on the planet, I happened upon him in the laundry room. Putting himself into a crate is a rather standard affair around here. He loves his crate so I keep the doors open all of the time. Tonight I found him in the upper crate! I don’t know if his “partner in fearing anything that moves,”, Dude was previously occupying the lower crate but clearly Cosmo was troubled enough to jump up twice his height and make himself at home!
