Let us in! Or out...

It was a great undertaking to get my mom to agree to let the boyfriend and I bring our dogs with us. We had no one to care for them and I didn't want to make my poor boyfriend stay home all alone over the holidays. The solution was baby gates to keep them in the living room and out of the rest of the house.

Clearly they want to join us at the table. Tundra's tail is wagging so furiously it's blurry!