Under the Gate

There is a gate in the doorway between the entrance hall and the kitchen of our house. It was put there long before I arrived for the very first time, as a pup.

Luckily, I have always been small enough to crawl under this gate when I want to. Pepe is bigger than I am and cannot. 

When we get visitors, I do crawl under the gate sometimes, to reach the visitors. Then I might crawl back into the kitchen again. This is fun. The humans around are sometimes surprised to see me on the other side of the gate. So be it, none of them have ever objected. Thus, I believe the crawling space for me will remain. So far, nothing indicates it would ever go, which is good. I like to be able to go under the gate once in a while.