I Got a Doggie Door! Sorta...

 You remember when I used to live in Clayton?  I hardly remember.  It seems like 28 years ago.  Wait, it was 28 years ago in dog years!  Anyway, I'm digressing again.  When I lived in Clayton, we had a doggie door.  It was supposed to let me go outside anytime I wanted to.  But I never wanted to because I would have to go through that tiny door and maybe it wouldn't let me back in again.

So I never went through the dumb door even though Mom brought another pup over to show me how.  NOT DOING IT!

Here in Arizona, we don't have one of those tiny doors.  When I want to go out, I just sit in front of the back door and wait.  If I'm pointed toward the back door, it means I want to go out back.  But if I'm pointed the other way, it means I want to go out the front.  Sometimes Mom doesn't understand which way I want to go, but when she opens the back door and I don't go out, then she knows it was the wrong door.  

Mom has to get up from wherever she is and open the door for me.  Which doesn't make her real happy, because I usually wait until she is all curled up in her chair before I go to the door to go out.  She used to say that we should get another Doggie Door like we had in Clayton.  I explained to her that she might see some rattle snakes or coyotes or even my javelina friend in the living room if she got a Doggie Door.  That settled it.  We didn't get another Doggie Door.

But she still hated to get up every time I wanted to go out.  See, I go out about 17 times a day.  She has to put away her book or whatever she is working on, unwind her legs and get up to do the door 17 times 2 times.  (I do have to come in whenever I go out, so it's twice as many times.)  But we came up with a fun solution.

This is my new Doggie Door.

It's that stick I circled in red.  It's actually the bottom of a rake, and Mom uses it to open and close the door right from her chair.

Of course, she still has to get up at least once to unlock and open the door, but after that, she just doesn't close it all the way.  I think it's pretty clever and WE came up with it together.  That makes me pretty clever too!

She says she might teach me to close the door after I come in.  I would be in favor of that.  Why?  Because it would come with a lot of treats and I love love love treats.  She says we'll have to wait until my weight comes down.  Did I tell you I'm on a diet?  Maybe we'll talk about that another time.

Anyway, I'm liking going outside anytime I want and Mom's liking that she doesn't have to get up every time I do.  It sure beats a real doggie door.  And the rattle snakes can stay outside!

Hope you have a good Doggie Door Alternative!

Love, G