Life with dogs is never boring. . .

Morgan and Bailey are put in their (oversize) cage in another room at night when I go to bed.  I could trust Morgan to sleep on the floor next to my bed, but Bailey isn't quite ready for that yet.


Last night just as I was drifting off to sleep, I thought I heard a rustling sound.  Then it stopped.  Okay, I was dreaming maybe.


I rolled over in bed and there were two sets of eyes and two wagging tails in front of me!  The "rustling" sound was their paw prints on the hardwood floor.  The bedroom carpet masked that sound.


"How did you get out of your cage?" I asked them.  They were so proud of themselves.


Never did figure out how they opened their cage door.  I walked them back to their cage and they stayed the rest of the night.