The amazing doggy door.
The first inkling I had that my day was going to be more interesting than normal, was hearing some muffled curse words from over the fence. I had gotten home earlier than normal, and was just sitting back to enjoy the afternoon with a cold one when I heard her. I had lived in this nice quiet neighborhood for about 5 years now, and knew my neighbors kids pretty well. The sounds I was hearing were probably coming from Amy, the petite 16 year old cheerleader who lived next door. She was a very attractive dark haired beauty, with medium length black hair, and a very nice tan, which I had enjoyed seeing her work on several times. She had watered my dogs before when I was on business trips, so we were fairly well …