Yesterday my son announced that he’s now getting a Boxer. He’s always wanted one, but I was hoping to find him a nice American Eskimo before he ran off and bought a big dog again. It stayed at my garage last night, of course. I was in the kitchen assembling my new automatic kitty litter box when I heard something strange at my garage door. I opened the door to see where the dog had began gnawing on my door because it didn’t like being left alone. Oh brother! I finally decided to put the dog in my back yard and put my dogs in the garage. They don’t chew on anything! Last night I kept hearing some commotion outside, but I didn’t think much of it. When I woke up this morning, I heard something strange at my front door. I opened the door to find my son’s new Boxer sitting at the door. I took her out to the backyard on her leash to make sure she didn’t somehow chew through the chain link fence. You never know! I didn’t find any holes, so that meant only one thing. She climbed the fence. I told my son he will have to get her a closed in kennel for when he’s not home. Here we go again!