Barry has this new thing going. He looks for impossible places to fit his body to hide from everyone. He's been doing this for a few weeks and I don't understand why.
This morning I was getting ready to leave for work. I yelled out to Barry to say goodbye and there was no response.
Hmm, that's strange.
I went into the bedrooms and looked under the bed. No dog.
I went into the bathrooms and looked in the bathtubs. No dog.
I opened closet doors all over the house. Maybe he got stuck in there? No dog.
By this time I looked in his known hiding spots and I couldn't find him anywhere. I started to wonder, "did I leave him outside? Could he have unlocked the door and take himself for another walk? Nah, he doesn't have opposable thumbs."
So I had to revert to the only known trick that could root Barry out from where ever he was hiding.
"Do you want to go for a ride to Mommy's house?"
In the kitchen I heard the jingle of his collar. A heard a cabinet door open and shut. And Barry came happily trotting around the corner into the living room where I was.
I couldn't help but laugh. Barry can now nose my kitchen cabinets open and nudge his way inside just so he could sit in a dark, enclosed space.
I have a weird dog.