Rupert had painstakingly dragged Big (when you buy two stuffed dogs, one big and one small, it's a stroke of genius to name them Big and Small) into his crate. Then he realised that there wasn't a whole lot of space inside after that so he sat at the doorway to contemplate what to do. Then he keeled over and had a nap. When you're a Dog of Little Brain, thinking is a very strenuous affair.
HRH, meanwhile was having her nap on the couch. When she woke up and discovered that Big was in Roop's crate -- which she annexes sometimes for a nap -- she tried to take things in paw.
There isn't room in here for all three of us.
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