Mike and I are doomed. Simon pushed his head between the end of the cage* and the wall last night after we had put him in there for bed. Once he realizes that if he can get his head out, then the rest of his body will fit out too, we are in big trouble. We will have no more options after he discovers how to release himself from behind the cage wall. Currently putting the trash can in front of the area he sticks his head through has kept him from fully squeezing his little body out. I am waiting for the day when we wake up in the morning to discover he has joined us in the bed.
*Cage: Hand crafted wall created to keep Simon in the kitchen. Wall made of thick, plastic, construction mesh, metal poles, cut up hangar, and screws. Yes, we fully admit to being rednecks who like to make stuff.
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Put up an electic wire at the edge of it. MUhhhhhh hhhaaa. Oh sorry my evil side came out.
Poor Simon Peter, he misses you. Maybe he would like some dog music to entertain him through the day. Ruff, Ruff, Ruff. Your hubby can write him a song.
We leave the computer radio on for him when we are gone all day. :)
that is hilarious - you know they make little baby gates right?
oh - and don't think less of me, but my 70lb golden retriever sleeps w/ me :)
Andria, we checked into the baby gates, but they weren't long enough to go from the wall to the cabinets...I wish! :)
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