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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.

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.