On Tuesday, I came home from work, just like normal. The second I opened the door I heard the jingle of Banjo's collar. I thought, "OK, he needs to get out." I walk over to his crate to find it empty and the door busted in. There was another jingle jingle behind me. I turned around to find a sheepish looking dog. All I could do is laugh. So we're trying him out of the crate now and he did OK yesterday. No chewing, or tearing shit up. Lets hope for more of the same today.