Yesterday, she did it again--the fourth? fifth? time in two weeks.
So, I came home and decided to get Season 4 of the The Wire on her fuzzy little ass. Me + power drill = HAHA! YOU CAN'T ESCAPE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!
Or at least not today. I don't have any doubt that my stupid but persistent dog will figure out a way past the screws. But for the moment, at least, I can go to work for hours without her visiting the neighbors.