Initially, a crate for me was synonymous to a cage.I viewed a dog in a crate as a prisoner. I have pictured cute dogs on top of their master's lap, inside limousines or a fuzzy dog, peeping outside the window of a moving shiny red car, the fur on their faces blown by the wind. Cute scenes!
My dogs have been crate-trained at a young age, more because of the need-basis. Crates make it easy for the dogs to tag along when going somewhere, in dog shows or visits to their pretty young veterinarian for vet meds and immunization vaccines.
They are also accustomed to "not-so-short" drives. We go to pet-friendly places like Serendra, Eastwood and Tiendesitas for some dog socializing and exercise. They have gone as far as the provinces of Quezon, Laguna and Batangas.
When they sense everyone has dressed up and with shoes on, the critters get excited. When we open the door of the crate, they go inside on their own.
I also observe that when they want some peaceful time, they go inside the crate. They just stay there a while to rest a little or sleep. One other thing they do? They go hide there when bath time comes.