[2.1] The Wizard Of Foz

We have not yet decided what Fozzie's territorial limitations will be within the house when we go out. We've been experimenting. The child's gate we used in CT is not a fit in our new layout. However, we've had the luxury of having boxes lying around after the move. We have lined and stacked those in every way imaginable to keep Foz in the office area downstairs. But alas, each time we arrive home, the boxes are moved just enough for a stocky pug/bull terrier to fit through and we have visions of Foz upstairs, jumping on the couch watching Animal Planet with a beer. We'll never know for sure because he always hears us come home and greets us with his tail between his legs, ears down, head lowered, and eyes looking up apologetically. But I have not noticed any beer missing yet.

Well, last night, Lisa was not to be outsmarted by the dog and engineered a barricade that actually was successful in keeping him downstairs. You can see it below. You can also see the holes in the large box that he chewed in his attempted jailbreak. I don't think it was Lisa's barricade as much as it was Nigel's gatekeeping.