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Fitzgerald got back out of the yard today while Aunt Tudi and I were gone to the store. Janice got him back in and found his new escape route. The wee bastard was climbing the fence until he got to a hole big enough for him to squeeze through. Janice cinched the hole up and he hasn't gotten back out since. He was in the yard when Aunt Tudi and I got home. Tomorrow I'm going over the fence parameter with a fine-toothed comb and, when I'm not doing that, I'm gonna be beating me a beagle dog with a big honkin' stick.