Yup, that’s my latest battle cry.
For as long as I can remember, there has been a fence/gate that separates the stairs and Papa’s office from the rest of the house. I could never figure out why they wanted to keep Papa behind a fence.. who knows… I do know everyone always seemed concerned when I started to go up the stairs on my own.
Well, last week, Papa took the fence and gate down. It turned out that when Papa realized that at a full run I could put one foot on the gate’s hing and throw my leg over the gate. In most case, I came down on the other side just fine. Of course, every once in a while I would land funny… that was not a pretty site…
Now, with no gate or fence, there is nothing to stop me from visiting Papa while he works anytime I want or to run up and down the stairs. I guess everyone figured that was safer than me launching my self over the gate….
Needless to say. now I can go any place.
Isn’t life wonderful
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