We work hard to train our dogs NOT to run out the front door. Still...one day a few months ago, Bernie took off the second I opened the door
. Thankfully, he is attached to my hip, so instead of giving chase I stayed inside, closed the door and said a little prayer. When I opened it he flew back in.
That day, hubby went to the basement and built a freestanding gate that spans our foyer (9 feet wide). Now, there is no chance of escape.
Its a simple solution that will prevent a lot of heartache.