Okay! How did they get out? I have no idea, but there were four little puppies at my front door — and they were so happy to see me. I’m quite sure they were not out long (about the amount of time I spent on the way home picking up some CD-RWs). I guess that made me a few minutes late by their little clocks. The only evidence of their wild run through the house was in the master bath. If it had been Chase, all rolls of toilet paper would have been strung from one end of the house to the other. However, the babies haven’t had as much practice as has their dad.