The Adventures of Clifford the Canine Houdini

Dad, Maria (sis) and I pull into my drive and I see a fuzzy face peeking through the blinds.

I thought-oh Lord, Clifford tore the gate down. Probably parts of the wall and has chewed up entire house.

I took a deep breath and went inside expecting a tore up couch, walls-you name it.

To my surprise my little man hadnโ€™t tore up a thing. He somehow managed to get the gate open and enjoyed some freedom. So, since he was a good boy-I gave him a chance to prove to me he could be a good boy again. When we left to pick up my vehicle at the shop I left him out.

I just got home and happy to report-my little man did not tear one thing up.

I know Iโ€™m speaking too soon. Every damn time I brag on him he goes from Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde. But today he was so good. Proud of my little guy. ๐Ÿฅฐโค๏ธ

Later that evening….

Kris and I had to a couple places to run last night. I put Clifford behind the gate. I was so happy I didnโ€™t see a fuzzy face immediately peeking through the blinds upon our return.

Then I see the blinds separate and a big fuzzy face peeking at us. So, itโ€™s confirmed he knows how to open the gate. We walked in and some mail was shredded. It was just a bill, so thatโ€™s okay.

Today I have a hair appointment. It takes about four hours to do my hair. I have been โ€œbabyโ€ proofing the house for the last 1/2 hour. Lord please donโ€™t let him eat my house! Amen!

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