Pure Genius

Ayla and I differ in one key aspect. She is all about food and I am not. Ayla cannot resist my food, the cat food, crumbs on the floor, things that look like crumbs on the floor. Ayla actually happily eats (ahem) dog food (gasp) which I guess makes things easier for Mom and proves that Ayla is a dog and I am something else entirely.

When I was a pup and even now, when Mom didn't want me somewhere and placed anything in the doorway, I wouldn't go there. I don't like to go where I might be stuck or something might make a noise. Ayla is fearless and driven. I don't go in the CAT ROOM. Misty told me not to and so I don't. Ayla, despite being contained at night and various chairs and baby gates, has found her way into the CAT ROOM and eaten much cat food. And, unlike me, Ayla does not need more junk in her trunk.

So, in a stroke of genius and cheapness, Dad cut a Misty/Anna sized hole in the baby gate and lined it with foam. On the internet, these babies sell for like sixty bucks. Dad did the whole deal for a few dollars worth of foam.

Most importantly, my sweet, sweet Anna, the adventurer, loves it.