Yeah. That’s the key to the door. In the lock. On the outside. Where we keep it. See, we never used to lock all our doors. At the old house the back door was locked, but the front door never was. It did stick, so unless you knew right where to kick it, you’d assume it was locked. At this house the front door is usually locked. It has one of those fancy bathroom stall door locks where you slide the little bar over and drop it down. Its only function is to keep the door from flying open on windy days. I can’t imagine it would be hard to pick as there’s a good sized gap in the door right where the bar goes across. But why bother? The back door is unlocked. Or it was.
Buster sleeps on the back porch, usually at night, but occasionally during the day when his regularly scheduled napping spots are unavailable due to wind or rain or sun or low barometric pressure. Unfortunately, he recently discovered how to let himself out. I don’t really have a problem with the going out per se, it’s the wanting back in at 2am that drives me nuts. He’ll bark and bark and BARK until I trot down to let him in. So I started locking the door. Until he develops opposable thumbs, it keeps him inside during the night.
I also decided that when we’re not home, he should stay on the porch because our LP guy recently had a not-so-pleasant encounter with a couple of farm dogs that left him in the hospital for a few days, and off work for quite awhile. And when it comes to propane, I’ll do anything to make sure we don’t run out. He hasn’t asked us to corral Buster, but I think it’s the nice thing to do. So, when we’re gone for awhile, I’ll lock Buster on the porch. However, none of us are good with keys and honestly, what if someone needed something from the house? I’d hate for a family member or perfect stranger to not be able to get in if they needed a quick bathroom break, a glass of water, or if they had an overwhelming need to do a load of my laundry.
Sure we could put it under the mat, but a.) we’re likely to forget that’s where we put it and b.) Buster is likely to pull it out from under the mat and parade around the yard with it until he accidentally swallows it. So if you need it, you know where it is. And please, don’t forget to throw some laundry in while you’re robbing the place.