And by he, I mean Franklin. When he is naughty, he is just so sweet, its hard to be mad at him. Example - this weekend we had a couple friends over for grill. Franklin and Eleanor were on very good behavior and played well in front of our friends, no growling or barking or anything scary. (198lb-er and 145lb-er play growling can come across as scary) But when it came time to eat, we shuffled the dogs outside to the yard so we wouldn't get drool in our food. We could hear Franklin 'crying' and making sad noises that he got sent outside, but we just ignored him. That's one of the differences in those two dogs, Eleanor is content to spend hours outside enjoying the breeze, the leaves, the whatever - Franklin does his potty and then needs to come right back in to be with his people. Awwww :)
So...we were close to being done eating and about to let him inside anyway, when we heard scratching on the back door. That's weird, there is a screen door and a whole porch between Franklin and our backdoor. Not anymore, he ate the door!!
Well, to be fair, he ate most the door....enough that he was able to get it open and let himself on the porch. How funny, but how naughty. Now that's one more thing Lance has to add to his "do this summer" list.
Black kitty has already discovered the broken screen door and made a break for it. Once the weather warms up, the kitties somehow know it and start crouching by the doors. So anytime a door is opened, you need to be ready with your hand at counter level to stop them and your foot at floor level to stop them. If you forget, black kitty will dart past you meowing his way to victory. Lance was caught unprepared the other day and George made it all the way to the backyard.
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