Well folks, it's official. Tucker has now figured out how to jump the 6+ foot fence that we built just a few months ago--the fence that we built really tall and with the "pretty" side facing in specifically so Tucker couldn't jump it. We knew it was coming, because we've caught him a couple of times just hanging from the top of the fence, his front paws barely holding onto the edge, his nose peeking out over the top, and the look in his eyes making it clear that he was thinking "just a little bit more...almost. there."
So, I think Todd is going to try to construct some type of overhang that will keep Tucker from being able to jump up and grab on to the top of the fence. Geez...our backyard really is going to start looking like a fort. Next thing you know, we'll be rolling out the high-security barbed wire (ok, we would never really do that--so don't go calling the humane association or anything).
Honestly, though, it wouldn't surprise me at all if Tucker eventually figures out how to get past the overhang as well.
Heck, it wouldn't surprise me at all if I look out the window one day to discover that Tucker has dragged Todd's climbing equipment out of the garage, and he is scaling the fence with Levi on belay.
That dog is crazy.
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