The Great Gate Escape by Carapa
Long ago, when our backyard fence was feeble, I watched Shyla hop through one of the large openings. Curious, I followed her, with my human hollering after us. Chase me please! Ever the dutiful pupil, I precariously balanced between the posts of my new fence. By contorting my tiny body, I lowered myself down to the dark part of the yard. As the coyotes hunted and cried nearby, I went on a nocturnal adventure. Let me demonstrate my skills Once I was done with the smells and leaving pee mail around, I stood on the wrong side of the gate and barked indignantly. Tush to tush with my escapee mentor