puppy in the closet

it seems to me that love grows best in little houses — where family members live in quarters so close that they are constantly communicating and learning about one another.  jon and i both shared rooms with our siblings when we were younger, so perhaps living on top of one another comes naturally to us (my sister and i had bunkbeds, so that expression is entirely accurate here).  the situation in the apartment becomes a little tricky when you had our puppy, kinzie:kinzie takes up about as much space as a teddy bear, but it was still tricky to find room for her.  we had thought we found a solution when we put her crate in our closet:kinzie didn’t think the crate in the closet idea was as brilliant as we did, and so she now sleeps with us.  i think everyone likes it better this way:i spent today making the apartment more kinzie friendly by making a chest for her toys.  i started with this:and ended with this:i liked the final product so much that i sanded a wood plank and made a monogrammed mat for her dishes:luckily for us, our apartment has a dog park in the middle of the building, so we ended the day with a trip out of doors: