All it took was her cage

After listening to Biscuit run around the bedroom for nearly an hour, I semi-lost my mind. The tappy sound of those little feet running in circles...it makes me a little crazy. To remedy this problem, I finally ran down stairs and brought a crate (which she rarely uses) upstairs. She went right in and fell asleep. Now the only sound I hear from her is the deep breaths of her deep sleep.

Meanwhile, I'm pretty-awake due to the increasing frustrations I felt while lying in bed, wishing that I had figured out this crate-cures-everything solution approximately 59 minutes ago.

And now I'm thirsty for some kool-aid. It could be a long night, folks!