Bode had accidents in the house, despite the dog door, so we kept him in the bathroom/laundry room while we are gone. We originally had a mesh gate, but he could jump over it. So I bought a 41" gate with vertical bars. I thought there was no way he's ever get over it. Wrong!
So for a little while we doubled up on the gates and he stayed put. Eventually we went back to just the one new gate.
Fast forward a year... Suddenly he's decided he doesn't want to stay behind the gate any more! We got home this Sunday and he was free. Monday the same. Both days he was exhasted, presumably from the hard work of jumping the gate. So we decided to just let him have free roam of the house while we are gone, since he hasn't had an accident or destroyed anything in a long time. I just don't understand why he suddenly decided to start jumping it again.
Keep in mind Bode is a terrier/chi mix, I don't think he's any taller than 14 in at the shoulder, and he's 9.5 years old. When we first bought the gate, we left the house with the camera running, and got video of exactly how he gets over it (about 10 min after we left). This video is probably from a year ago or earlier. He's a tough little guy...
I gave up too on putting a gate up. We used to have a six ft high wooden board that we put at the bottom of the stairs to keep the dogs in the basement. Mollie had that thing scaled in about 30 seconds. When they are determined, they will succeed.
It was a blessing while it lasted but eventually she learned that it was more fun on the other side, which was our bedroom. She has never had an accident just dirty paws. We no longer use the gate as it became pointless and we have actually gotten used to the paw marks on the white sheet every now and then =)
When I got my very first Jack Russell Terrorist suitably named Moxy Mania, I got home from the 10 hour drive of picking her up and thought I would be clever and put the little 8 week old darling into a baby playpen. So I could unload the car. In less than 30 seconds she had a hole eaten in the side and was running amuck. I though, OMG what I have I gotten myself into. She was all the JRT horror stories you have ever heard of rolled into one little package. She was nicknamed hell on four paws. Or Hanibal Lector. LOL After her, all the other dogs were a cake walk. She was quit the learning experiance. And come to think of it, she was the one who ate the Wal-Mart baby gate. I finally started buying the extra tall ones with the coated wire mesh.
He's your friend,your partner,your defender your dog.You are his life,his love,his leader. He will be yours faithful and true to the last beat of his heart.You owe it to him to worthy of such devotion