I went to visit Tasha for 1.5-2 hours his afternoon... only less than 10 minutes away. In this time, it thundered once and maybe rumbled another one or two times. not a drop of rain. not one. I got home and couldn't get in.  So I go through the back door. The dog had locked both locks on the door. knocked the trash over. tore to shreds a bag of stuff hung by the door. pulled the baby swing to the middle of the living room. knocked the hamper over in the bathroom and had towels everywhere. pulled the mop and bucket over in the laundry room. really? REALLY?!?

I knew I should have plywood/nut&bolted him in the kennel before I left.