Missing dog and Harry Potter.....

The Fuzzy Furry

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Spent a lot of time today shredding and sorting paperwork etc. Cleared back to expose the old record/cd/tape player.
Thought we would dig out some old vinyls to listen to whilst carrying on sorting, so dug out a box from the cupboard under the stairs at about 2.30. Had a great time rummaging in it, it's been there since we moved in, in 2004 :)

About 4.20 I thought I'd head off to the yard to Fuzzy sort....

Bleeping P dog had vanished! Never gone missing before, so we double checked upstairs and down, the garage, the garden..... even the cat looked concerned too, following us around and shouting as well.

That sick panic feeling set in!??????

Then I thought I'd throw the Hoover back under the stairs in the cupboard, and - out popped a very pleased looking P dog! Phew!
She's a bugger if she's got shut in (usually in a stable by accident) and is silent, not even a yap.

Lots of fussing and her rushing round, I'm very embarrassed to admit I lost my dog in the house. Whereas I think she must have enjoyed her sample of living like Harry Potter! ???

Photo of said miscreant...
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Like is for the fact that you have found P dog ? you terrible owner how could you lock her under the stairs, poor P dog she must have been totally traumatised ? I hope she has best rump steak for tea with a nice gravy and some veggies to get over her scary afternoon.
Ha ha! She very rarely barks, only on odd occasions when she's doing mad laps after a bath or similar!
She had recycled biscuits from yesterday (as had left over 50% last night) and usual meat for dinner tonight.
 
Oh dear, poor p dog! Glad she was perfectly merry after her Harry Potter experience ?. I'm forever shutting mine in various places and forgetting them, the tack room being a particular favourite. Not so long ago I actually managed to lock the westie out of the house for the day when I thought she'd come back in and rushed off to work. She came pottering out of the porch to meet me looking forlorn as I arrived home :oops:. She does not appreciate being separated from her sofa all day
 
‘Kept me in a cupboard and fed me pins!’ Quote from some 1990’s comedy programme.

I’ve accidentally locked the boys out a few times. I get a polite ‘Excuse me’ bark from Bear (Zak wouldn’t dream of disturbing me) to kindly remind me that he’s out there after about 15 minutes. ?
 
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