So every morning at the same time I wake up to feed my 4 month old beagle puppy and let her outside to take care of business. She sleeps in her pen at night (which is one of those small playpen fences you get for children), and every morning she’s there waiting for me to lift her out. Well, it didn’t exactly go down like that one morning last week. She miraculously escaped from her pen and busted into our bedroom and hopped up on the bed and started licking my face. Since it happened, Betsy and I have been trying to figure out how the hell she managed to get out of that pen. Well… I think this may explain it…enjoy.

Tags: beagle, escape

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