I'm right there with you folks -- couldn't find Maggie anywhere in the house one night. Then I heard a faint scratching noise which led me to the guest bedroom ... I keep the door closed but had gone in to get a book. Maggie must have followed in behind me and I never knew it. It was definitely worth a two-biscuit treat!
I haven't done that with Abby but yesterday early afternoon I was out in the garage, the big door was closed to I let Abby out with me to sniff around while I did some stuff and the cat decided to come out too. Smart Abby comes inside when it's time but the cat doesn't--stubborn little thing--so I closed the door on him with the intention of opening it in a few minutes to see if he was ready to come in. Well, I forgot all about it and didn't let him back in until after 6pm /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/eek.gif
We have done that a lot of times. Pooh Bear went in the spare bathroom when he was a pup and shut the door himself. I looked and looked and called and called for him all over the yard and was about panicked when I said aloud "Sadie, where is Pooh Bear", she walked down the hall and stood in front of the bathroom door. We opened the door and there was a very happy Pooh Bear. He had not said a word all the time we were calling for him. Sadie has gone into the spare bedroom and got under the bed and we didn't know whe was in there. We shut the door to the spare room. Then we panick and can't find her. She at least answers when we call her name.
This happened to us too. I thought I was the only bad mom out here and have been feeling guilty for this for a long time.
Zeus was about 6 months old and like always followed my husband around the house. He had been hanging up clothes in the master closet. He walked out and closed the bedroom door not realizing Zeus was still in there. Somehow he managed to get the door closed behind him and started to freak out. I was cooking dinner and my husband was in the yard working. With both doors closed and on the other side of the house we could not hear him. We sat down to dinner and I asked where the piglet was (he is ALWAYS there when we eat). We started a search.
I found him and half the carpet ripped out of the master closet. It cost us $250 to fix. Now when he is in a room with me and I go to close the door he darts out.
Don't feel bad, 'cause you aren't alone. I have done that to my cat countless times. Meanwhile, I will have my dh out combing the area looking for Dooley cat. :doh: When I finally find him, he always has this very smug cat look on his face...and unlike Lil' Girl, he never ever answers me!
Oh count me in on having a "missing" beagle!!! I was letting Badger and Bella outside...or it could have been a foster (It has been a while since it happen) and Badger did his usual tap on the door to come in so zoom :animal18: ...there go the beagles or so I thought. I turned all the lights out shut the shades and went upstairs and was getting ready for bed. Then all of a sudden I hear...bark bark!?! Wondering what that was I looked around and Mr. Badger was no where to be found! Oh no!! So I ran down the stairs opened the curtains to the sliding glass door, turned the outside light on and there he was...one truely miffed beagle!! /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/eek.gif Shame on me...I didn't win beagle mommy of the year that year!! Well all is forgotten now by my little Badger, but of course that could have been because he managed to get some goodies from me cause of it! :happyhappy:
About 2 years ago, we could not find Olivia. /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/frown.gif
I got into the car and canvased the subdivision after searching each room in the house.
I was in the process of putting an add in the paper when something told me to go up to our bedroom and check again.
I found the bed made with a slow-moving lump in the middle of the bed.
My husband had made the bed on top of Olivia. She had a sheet, a flannel blanket, a (faux) down-filled comforter and the top comforter all on top of her. Plus, the lower part of the covers were tucked beneath the footboard and the top part had 4 pillows on top of the comforter along with some decorative pillows.
I don't know how long she would have lasted...she couldn't get out /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/confused.gif
And this was after my husband swore he hadn't left her in the bedroom! :grr:
You can add me to the list of people who have done this too! During the day we put one of the dog beds in the closet in the master bedroom because they seem to like the "den" effect, and although they can slide open the door with their noses to get in if the door is shut, it doesn't work for them to get out the same way. One day I must have closed the door by mistake without noticing Moosie was in there - and much later I started hearing barking that seemed like it was soooo far away and I finally realized that he had been locked in the closet for hours! I felt horrible but he didn't seem to bothered about it once he got out...
Heres another guilty one! Snoopy followed me down to the cellar and I didnt notice. I came back up, put the lights off and shut the door. We soon missed Snoopy but the poor little chap didnt make a sound and just sat on the cellar stairs in the dark. He, and Susi, got a special treat.
The Bagel does his own thing during the day but when night arrives, he stays close to me so I seldom misplace the Bagel but he notes all the treats obtained from errant parents and probably wishes he could instill such guilt in me! I like stories with happy endings and Bagel thinks any story that ends with treats is a good story. Thanks all for sharing!
I feel like I haven't posted on the board in ages! Anyways, we haven't misplaced Caesar in the house...yet. But the cat has been locked in many rooms and closets. As soon as I open a closet door she's by my feet and I have to check before I close it to make sure that she isn't in there. One time about 12 years ago we lost her for three days! At this time she was still an out door cat and I was still living at home with mom. We thought that one of us must have let her out and we were very worried! The mom opened the linen closet in the hall to get a towel and there she was, curled up on the floor. Not once did she meow in the 3 days she was in there! After that we learned to always check the closets.
That's too funny. We haven't had that problem with Duke, but then, that could be because he's at our feet all the time!
Our cat, Phoebe, doesn't meow so she's been locked in many rooms and closets. One time we realized she had been in the front closet all day, since we had taken out our jackets that morning. When I found her, she just yawned, stretched, and acted like nothing was amiss
Well I have to say reading all of these stories sure makes me feel better :exactly:
When Molly is missing for any length of time, or when I open the refridgerater and don't here her little paws making a beeline for me; It's a sure bet she's getting herself into trouble in her favorite hiding place - her garage - I felt bad the first time I walked in and found her - I thought I'd shut her in; but the mess I found indicated she didn't want to be found! :conf6: