After they come in from outside for the last time each night, the dogs run down the hall and into the crate they share in my bedroom. Well, Henny trots, and Nova gallops. Which is funny, because Nova used to evade all my attempts to grab her when it was time for bed — back when she slept in her own crate. I think she really likes getting to snuggle up to Henny at night (the two of them don’t cuddle, otherwise, but Nova spends most of her day on or attached to me). Henny doesn’t usually look so nervous!