This morning, I woke up to the sound of puppy squawking - more complaining than in distress. I guessed that we had an escapee, and sure enough, when I opened the bedroom door, Mork came bopping down the hall. Took these pups longer than average - 4+ weeks old before climbing over the half gate. In contrast, the Bridget pups had climbed over the half gate before they were even three weeks old. After breakfast, we went outside in the front yard and I took the pups for their first walk about - coaxing them to follow me into unexplored areas of the yard. Surprisingly, it was Mindy who was reluctant to follow, Mork came right along. Eventually they both followed me around the mulch bed and to my car parked in the driveway. And then they were off, eagerly running around exploring the new areas. Their time loose in the front yard may be coming to a close, it may be time to move into the fenced backyard.
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