So Molly didn't really "get it" until she was around Abby and Cooper while May and Bay were visiting. But Fergus had crazy Molly to teach him. And even though he was only 6 weeks old when we got him, and even though he only weighed 4.5 lbs, he was throwing himself out that door within about 2 days.
This is the 3rd day after we got him:
So with the doggie door comes freedom. Molly figured this out pretty quickly. Freedom to go out anytime you want. Freedom to come in anytime you want. And freedom to take whatever you can drag through the hole in the door outside. Molly loved this part the most.
So it was only a matter of time before Fergus figured out the dragging things outside thing, too. Sometimes it was things that he wanted to eat/play with/chew up without us trying to stop him. Sometimes it was shoes. Sometimes it was trash or yarn or water bottles or snacks. You name it, he wanted it outside.
One time, he dragged yarn in and out and all around to create a simulated laser maze.
I tried to take a picture of what it looked like before I picked everything up.
I am not sure if it makes the severity of this situation clear.
So I started just putting everything that I picked up on the table.
Well, I think that you can tell from this picture that he has a problem.
One day I saw this when I got home:
That Fergus! Apparently, he wanted to help me unload the bags.
Later that afternoon, I found these out in the yard.
Bless his heart!
I guess I'll keep him.