Okay. I come home today after a hard Monday to find sweet little Max laid out on the front porch exhausted. First, I was thankful he was on the front porch but couldn't figure out HOW he got out of the house. So, now instead of just being a naughty boy he is also an escape artist as well. I guess he was trying to protect my yard from WHOEVER destroyed my trash all over the drive and yard. I am certain he didn't, couldn't, wouldn't have done such a thing. Wonder why he was so tired???? I'm going to have to triple lock him in the house. So, being a beagle owner....I'm not sure I have the energy or the smarts to keep up with this little booger.