We're keeping our chicks in the laundry room, which is separated by closet doors (the type that fold in the middle) from the downstairs bathroom, which has traditionally been where we "crated" Maggie, our 60 pound love muffin black lab/aussie shepherd cross who likes to sleep on furniture when we're gone. Ya' know, labrador retriever - BIRD DOG - who is six and is only now starting to be introduced to birds. My husband put Mags in her room today, and I assumed he did something like, oh I don't know, tie the handles of the doors together so that they can't be opened without thumbs or scissors, you know, something that means that the chicks are actually SAFE from the hyper curious pup who I don't trust anywhere near them. I just found out, he closed the doors (which are a little sticky, but not that sticky) and put a cardboard box in front of them. Not a big cardboard box full of books either. I swear to *insert a long string of very explicit expletives here* I think I'm glad I have a lunch meeting today, because if I had to eat lunch with him I would have to smack him. he is FANTASTIC, he built an AMAZING 4x8 coop/ark this weekend that is adorable and will be solid and strong for the birds, and I appreciate how much he does do, but what the ****? HOW could he think this was a good idea. They're in a cardboard brooder with wire mesh folded over the top, not exactly curious dog secure if she gets those doors open. And we're 1/2 hour from home, and I have meetings most of the day, so I can't do *$#!+* about it until 5. He has a hunters ed class tonight, and we were going to do dinner before that, but I think the baby and I are going straight home. (and I just realized, beyond the potential for dead babies, if she DOES knock things over, heat lamp (though it has a metal guard, it's not perfect) + straw on top of it from dog bouncing around = potential for house burning down). okay so that last one is an absolute worst case scenario which requires a whole lot of events happening *just* right and is very unlikely. HOWEVER, the dog getting the doors open in the situation my husband set up, is not so unlikely a concern.. GAH, it's like he didn't even think through any of it. (I wouldn't actually leave him over this, he's my best friend and I love him more than words (I also think he's sexy as all get out ), but.. This was NOT one of his brighter moments). (editted first for spelling, then second for clarity because in my ranting I wasn't being as clear as I should be).