I'm still in the midst of having to visit some medical facilities as part of my schooling. Bandit's getting wise to when everyone in the household has something to do and he ends up in the crate. This morning, he had been outside once already and had breakfast, so right before I left (around 8 a.m.) I let him out again. He saw that this time I had different clothes on. When I went to let him back into the house this is the posture he took, with both ears pinned back tight against his head. He knows he's going in the crate, poor guy. I ended up having to pick him up and usher him into the house.