Revolving door
It’s been hard to keep Ben inside lately. He thinks the back door should just remain open and he and the dogs can come and go as they please. He brings us drinks out of the garage refrigerator, tools, toys, shoes, gloves…you name it. When I lock the garage door he gets upset so I’ve just put almost everything out of his reach. He loves running around the backyard and it has made me keep up with pooper scooping. And of course he’s curious…I caught him with his pointer fingers in poop…yuck. I’m just exhausted!