Houdini Zachary

This morning I woke up hearing four feet at the bottom of the bed. Next thing I know there is a little white head on the edge of the bed. Zachary had figured out how to open his travel crate, the little Houdini. He could have torn up the RV, but he just came to visit my side of the bed. I did not make a big deal at all, just pet him and got up to take him outside. The only thing we could think of was that one of the posts did not get in the hole completely. This afternoon he slept in his crate without a great escape.