Chester did that once when we weren’t home. We came home and the front door was WIDE OPEN after being gone for about 2.5 hours. MY Heart leapt into my throat, then I found Chester curled up in all the pillows on our bed trying to stay warm! Our house was about 40 (f) degrees! It was horrible. The worst thing was that as we pulled into the neighborhood, hubby ran over something and said he thought it was just a piece of wood. (our subdivision was still under construction) Well, when I walked in and saw that open door, it flashed through my brain that we had run over Chester! I was hysterical. Now our front door stays locked and 4 years later I still check it like I have OCD.

I'm glad Max came back fast! Nothing like the cold to keep them home, huh?