This morning C, Barker and I had our early walk on the golf course, ate breakfast and then prepared to leave for church. I was not taking any chances, and so I asked C to once again lock the bedroom door. I watched and listened, and I know it was locked. When we returned home, Barker greeted us in the foyer! Harry Houdini, indeed!
Fortunately we hadn't left any food on the kitchen island or counter tops, so as to tempt him, but we are just amazed that he can actually turn the knob on the dead bolt and set himself free! What a boy! So I apologized profusely to my darling husband (kneeling together in prayer this morning healed a lot) and got on with the day.