When I left this morning for work, I told my husband when he goes to his union meeting to make sure that Nico is behind the gate. So his friend shows up and my husband takes dow the gate to let him in, puts the gate back up and puts Nico behind it. When he gets back from the meeting, where is Nico. Nico is in the living room. Seems hubby put the gate up too high and he got under it. I said you must have really put it high, because Nico has a cone on his head. It was very funny he said to see Nico greet him at the basement steps when he got it. All in all he was a good boy and made no mess. So this was a test, now I know he can be a good boy. I just love him to pieces.
