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Stay with us for a little bit and the title of the post will become clear.
First – Cheesewhiz. That would be one of the many nicknames for Cheoah. No particular purpose other than the Che sound. We call her Cheesewhiz all of the time and that gets some pretty funny reactions. (In the event you forgot how she got the name Cheoah – the Cherokee word for otter – please go see her page here. Now remember that we live beside the Cherokee Reservation, so people actually know we have a dog named Otter which is as strange as calling her Cheesewhiz).
Now for the stuck part. We use baby gates in strategic places to prevent certain leaping animals from going to places unsupervised. The gazelle of the group – Kiska – is a master at clearing baby gates, so we use a double baby gate at the base of the steps from the den because she has never figured out a way to leap over two baby gates on a curving set of steps. She will some day, and we have a third gate ready to go when that happens. Seriously.
The Cheesewhiz has never tried to go over the gates. So imagine my surprise when I came down the steps and saw this:
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