So there I was. Minding my own business, when my phone rings. It's my younger son who says, "Please come to the garage."
So I go down to the garage to find him locked inside the crate, with the dog standing guard. He tells me she tricked him to go into the crate and then locked him in.
It's just the sort of thing she would do.
Oh... and just in case you didn't get it, my son says ;o)