Dream Journal
B put Lacey in her kennel because B and I were leaving. As we were just about to leave the apartment, Lacey ran out of the bedroom. I said to B, “I thought you put her in her Kennel,” and he insisted he did.
I put her back in, then turned around and she was outside of the kennel. Once more I put her into the kennel, I watched her pull on the metal lever with her teeth, which opened the kennel door. She had been getting out all by herself.
I had no idea what we were going to do with her for the evening while we were out. She couldn’t be left loose and now she could easily escape her kennel.