Yesterday I discovered Spuckler knows how to open doors. She does several sessions of boxing at the bottom of our bedroom door and jiggles it just enough that the catch disengages. Then she pushes it open and hangs out under the bed. I kept thinking I left the door open and then I caught her doing it.
You’re one step closer to being a crazy bunny lady when you have to baby gate the house. Not for the protection of your baby, or in this case fur baby, but so that they can’t get close enough to annoy you while you’re sleeping. Is it wrong to cage children? (That oughta get me off the hook from babysitting for friends any time soon.)