Every night that we are home, Nemo's routine is more or less the same.
7 pm: Raise hell and get into just as much trouble as possible.
8/9 pm: Collapse in heap while mom and dad watch TV.
11 pm: Resist all of mom and dad's attempts to wake me up and take me out for a pre-bed pee. Yawn and roll over. Lay on back and moan. Repeat for at least 5 minutes or until picked up and carried outside.
11:10 pm: Come inside after a satisfying pee. When mom gives the "crate" command, go sit next to my crate and stare at her. *Note: I know this command well and perform it perfectly any other time of day.
11:12 pm: Enter crate upon promise of a bribe.
But last night was different . . .
When we came in from our pre-bed pee, Nemo went directly into his crate. No command. No bribe. My husband and I were stunned. Naturally, Nemo got his cookie anyway.