A Crazed Donkey

The snow finally started to melt and Dexter dug out one of his balls.

I guess I shouldn't call him a stupid donkey for being able to break open the fence. A few weeks ago we came home at night and found him walking by the garage. The only way I could catch him was to lure him into the house and then get him out the back door into the other fenced in yard. It took an hour to then get a lease around his neck to then put him back in his fenced in area. I had to go out and buy a heavy duty cable to wrap around the poles. He is so bored with all of the snow.