While Alicia was away during the day leading her Hunger Games camp (ask her more about this) and Matt went into the District for work, I was trapped in the kitchen. I wasn't yet ready to escape, but I used this time to plot and plan. It was after camp that Alicia made her fatal mistake: coming home to shower before going out to Target.
It was during this quick trip home that I was able to analyze the gates from both sides and finalize my plan. Here's what Alicia saw when she arrived home...
|I greeted her at the door. |
This clued her in that something was amiss.
|She quickly noticed I'd pushed out the bottom |
of the pressurized gate from the doorway.
|She then turned her attention to the living room.|
|I'd attacked the box of plastic bags they use to pick up my poop. |
The shredded box lay around the room. Bags strewn every which
way. I also took (but didn't chew) a pillow off the chair.
|I also chewed the sticky papers off the lint roller and nibbled|
on the plastic handle/holder. Note one of the many piles of
plastic baggies and shredded cardboard box.
|Finally, I removed Alicia's backpack from the chair and also|
took my little travel backpack (holds my orange ball, extra
baggies, house keys, etc. when I go for walks) off its hook.
*Matt has since extra-tightened the pressure on the gates, and I haven't been able to escape a second time. Yet.