In my house.
No, I do not leave in a mansion. It's actually a very modest house. And she's a big dog. Like 80 pounds big.
It was after I put the kids to bed, so both of their bedroom doors were closed.
I was standing at the sink washing bottles and the dog was whining at the door. I told her to give me a minute.
A minute later I went looking for her to take her out and she was no where. I mean no where.
I looked in our bedroom. Not there.
I looked in our bathroom and the spare bathroom. Not there.
I looked in the living room. The dining room. Not there.
I walked around the house about 5 times. I whistled and called out to her. She wasn't anywhere.
Last ditch effort I checked the garage (I had taken some mama's milk out to the deep freeze), but I knew I did it before I washed bottles. She wasn't there.
Then she came sauntering into the kitchen. From the living room area.
I have no idea where she was hiding.
I'm not sure, but I'm thinking maybe I'm going a little crazy.