Friday Fences - for Chet

About a month ago I adopted this handsome three month old boy. His name is Chet and while he's in danger of being over-exposed on Facebook I haven't let him have much time in the blogosphere. This past month has been hectic but a lot of fun--and Chet's fences have figured into our routines. At night--and when he needs a time out for biting--Chet sleeps in his cage. I cover it up like a giant tea cozy or bird cage to encourage him to sleep a little later in the morning. But by 6:30a he's hollering for breakfast and a trip out to the newspaper box for the local gossip:

Here he is dog-tired in his cage recovering from an afternoon of social calls. We drove around meeting all his aunts and uncle. As you can see, being charming was pretty exhausting:

Following his older brother Willie's example, Chet spends a lot of time peering through the baby gate across the front door. He doesn't mind Nemesis Cat that stalks through the yard, but is quite fascinated by birds in the trees by the house:

I hesitate to show you this photo because you'll recommend that I get busy with the weedeater. However! Here's Chet meeting the big neighbor dogs through the back fence. He was fostered with three grown German shepherds so they shouldn't intimidate him:

However, one must have "woofed" him or he's inviting them to play "run the fence":

And, as always, for more fences of all varieties be sure to check out the Friday Fence players at Janis' website: Life According to Jan and Jer .