I lost the dog....

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.