One of my daughters and the kids (Anrea, Lexie and Lemol ) came over for supper last.  Was kind of eat when you get there and Lexie was down and was down playing in the living room.  Heard a poor pitiful whinging from Rowdy, Rita got up to check on what was up.  Lexie had drug  ;D him into the crate and shut the door behind them, poor fella wanted to hang around the kitchen in case someone dropped something.    I saw her snap the leash on him and lead him away. ;D
He just wanted to play vacuum cleaner. Poor Rowdy.
Poor Rowdy....couldn't get any tidbits.