I don't like to sleep in my crate at all. Mommy officially moved my crate out of her bedroom and into the kitchen. Now I can't even be in the same room with mommy. I cry every night until I fall asleep. I'm scared of the noise that the water cooler and ice maker makes. I don't think I'll get use to this ever.

I had a few accidents on the kitchen floor but I am now perfect at 'doing my business' in the litter box. I don't need to be taken out in the middle of the night to go potty, does that mean I'm a big boy yet?