The other morning, I left Brenda alone in the kitchen to finish her breakfast. She was behind the baby gate, I was in the bathroom and Ben was in the bedroom. We were all getting ready for the day. It was a peaceful few minutes until Ben started screaming and all the dogs erupted into a frenzy of barking. I ran out of the bathroom to find Ben in the corner of the bedroom behind my desk chair, Brenda snarling and snapping at him and Porter on our bed barking and snapping at Brenda.
As soon as I walked in the room, Brenda went to her bed, Porter left the scene and Ben breathed a sigh of relief. We were all a little shaken. Apparently, the baby gate is only secure when pushed the other way, which means Ben is safe when he’s inside the kitchen but not when Brenda is inside and he’s out.
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