When Chester was a young 'un we lived in an apartment and had to keep him pinned in the kitchen, so he should go out the pet door to our very small backyard. We kept him pinned in with 2 baby gates (one on top of the other) and he soon learned to climb them. I walked in the front door one day and Chester came running up to me. Then I realized he should be in the kitchen. Well, the only thing he'd done was rip up the carpet in front of the door and shred it! That's the only thing he's ever damaged or destroyed.

Millie LOVES shoes. Our shoes were always safe with Ches, but Mills has, in three and a half months, chewed 4 pairs of my shoes. You'd think I'd learn, but old habits are hard to break, for Millie and me.