Escape Artist

     Emma is now thirteen weeks old. The last two weeks have been very busy. Someone asked if she was trained yet, and I'd say at least one of is as I take her out every two hours. 

     She is proving to be quite the escape artist. I have a puppy gate blocking the entrance to the living room. It is held in place by the piano and a chair. . . so far so good. I had another lower puppy gate blocking the entrance into the dining room, but that didn't last long. I tried a higher piece of plywood behind the puppy gate. . . no good. Next I tried the plywood with a chair against it on the other side and the toy box in front of it in the kitchen. Secure. . . not even close. I was in the living room the other day practicing my flute when I glanced down and saw her right beside me! She had moved the toy box which is a wooden crate aside, pushed against the plywood, and somehow wiggled through a ridiculously narrow opening. She repeated this maneuver a couple of times over the course of the next day or two. There are now two dining room chairs against the plywood. Will that hold her? I think so, but I'm not counting on it. :-)