Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage. ~ Anonymous

Cage. Pen. Crate. Whatever you want to call it, they are made for animals. There seems to be a division among people as to whether these things are good or bad from the dog’s point of view. I won’t speak for other species such as birds because I’m not one and I don’t talk bird, so I can’t tell you how they feel about the situation. I do know that when a friend of my Mama’s saw a puppy picture of Gryphon walking past a cage, she shrieked “Puppy Prison!” in horror.

Well, I’m here to tell you that cages in the dog world can be a very good thing. One: It is MY domain. I never have to shove over for anyone in my cage (with the exception of Gryphon of course). The only exception to this rule is the small humanoids that run around on all fours. They have invaded a few times when their parents weren’t watching too closely. Two: When the door is closed, nothing can get me, so I feel safe. Three: There is a supply of food and water inside with me, so I can always have a little nosh when I feel like it. Four: I have a blanket to lie on to take my power beauty naps during the day. One additional tip on the blanket front . . . demand fleece. I love my fleece blankets, they are soft and fuzzy like me, make a nice soft bed, and are cozy and warm when the weather is cold.

The onset of cages in Griffie World started when my predecessor Mitzi was still alive. Because she was a rescue dog, she had a lot of insecurities and the vet recommended “crating” to help alleviate her anxiety. For Mitzi, it was a little bit of a love/hate relationship with the cage. She hated it because when she had to go in the cage meant that she would be left alone in the house (and she suffered from separation anxiety). But, having the cage did calm her anxiety because it became her “safe zone”. It kept her from hurting herself in a panic stricken state, and helped to keep the house intact too.

One last quote on cages:

I never thought much of the courage of a lion tamer. Inside the cage he is at least safe from people.

George Bernard Shaw, 1856-1950
Irish literary critic, playwright and essayist. 1925 Nobel Prize for Literature

Until next time. Paws up!

Copyright © 2006 Phoenix with a helping paw from Gryphon

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