There's a baby gate installed at a small distance from the front door to prevent me from rushing to the door whenever someone opens it.
This "entrance hall" is where the hoomans put on their shoes before going out. And where I put on my leash for walks.
I get invited into this hall to send daddy off to work on weekdays.
For convenience sake, they do not lock the gate and just leave it ajar. Aha!
I've since learnt to push it open with my snout and let myself in there!! BOL BOL
Mom explains that the baby gate's door opens only one-way (now it opens towards front door).
She could have installed it the opposite way so that I cannot push my way out, but it is more convenient for THEM if it's installed like it is now.
But I usually only push through when I'm desperate enough:
- Delivery man just left and I can still smell him;
- Alone at home and I just want to get to the front door; or
- Just feel like doing some sniffing there!
There were times when mom looked everywhere in the house but couldn't find me. She would then remember this place and had a good laugh when she found me here - sitting silently and patiently.