When I lived there this gate was shiny black and opened all by itself when Mommy beeped her horn.
Now it is bent and rusted and has a padlock on it.
My mommy came home with photos that she showed my daddy and it made them sad. I heard her say "how could that beautiful place be allowed to return to this mess?"
This is the home Beth lived in and let me lay on her sofa or in front of her fireplace. Beth loved all animals and treated us with love.
Now it is shut down and grown up and barely recognizable.
I wonder what happened to all the animals that were once safe here.
PS. the first two comments wanted to know the story. I don't know the story but am trying to find out why.