Doggie-Gate

Gated Wrigley, wondering what he did wrong

Wrigley loves to play with us. In fact, he thinks he is actually one of us—that is to say, human. He follows us wherever we go and tries his best to be part of the gang. Since spring weather has finally arrived in Kansas City, most meals are shared on the porch with the family.

Wrigley loves the porch, but he also loves the rest of the neighborhood as well. Unfortunately, our neighbors are not so keen on dogs running around the street and through their yards. So, when we "porch-it," we wall in the beast with extra patio chairs, ghetto-fabulous style.

With two solid handrails bordering the stairs, I had an "ah ha" moment this morning, and decided to see if a custom cedar gate would work. With u-shaped ends, I can slide in this simple gate and keep Wrigley at bay in style.

Newly gated Wrigley, grinning with a hambone