That’s Daisy on the right. If you stop in much, you’ve seen her before. She’s cute. Well, lil’ Miss Daisy disappeared this afternoon sometime before 4 and 5. Ted and Harley went to visit some friends for an hour or two and when he returned, he asked me where Daisy was. I hadn’t really noticed her not being around, because after all, it was Sunday afternoon and Daisy is known for finding somewhere warm and soft to take a nap.
So, we called Daisy and we called Daisy some more. Nothing. Our backyard is fenced in, but she’s not too big, so it is conceivable that she could squeeze out somewhere. Well, after not finding her and just having an hour and half of daylight left, we started scouring the neighborhood, and I can’t lie, we were starting to panic. Friends and neighbors got in their cars and were driving around town looking for her. The temperature was only in the 20’s and she simply is not furry enough to spend a night out in the cold. Ted and I kept coming back to the house to see if she’d come home.
Keep in mind that Daisy has never ran off before. What would be her motive? We just spent $20 last night at Wal-Mart on an uber ultra soft pillow for her. A dog’s life is too good at our house to even consider taking off. I know you dog lovers can relate.
Well, darkness fell, and still no Daisy. We had to tell ourselves that someone felt sorry for her and let her in their house and that they’d call the vet in the morning and we’d have her back tomorrow. Nevertheless, the thought of my sweet Daisy spending a night in the cold, lost, was more than I could stand.
About 8:45, Ted sat down in his recliner. I gave him the phone numbers for the radio station, the newspaper, and the vet, so he could call first thing tomorrow to get our dog found. I was just starting to make lost posters to put up, and Ted popped up the foot rest on his recliner. Who would you guess shot out from under his chair? If you guessed Daisy, you’d be right. 
Yes, my friends, that little dog was trapped under the recliner for about 4 hours! She just came bouncing out like nothing was wrong. Imagine how silly we feel driving all over town looking for Daisy who is trapped in our house under the chair. You’d think she could have made some sort of noise to let us know she was trapped, but no, that’d be too easy.
The good news is, we no longer have one missing dog. There is no bad news, just a funny story to tell.
I hope everyone has a fantastic week!
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I can’t believe you guys. I leave for a few months and you trap my dog under a chair. I mean, seriously?
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It was the chair’s fault, and of course your dad’s too!
Oh, my! Poor pooch getting stuck under the recliner!
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If you treat your dog like that, I shudder to think where you kept Tieki when you didn’t want her to run off.
Did she leave any presents under the recliner?
So glad you found her and she only went through the trauma of being trapped in her own livingroom. When my eldest dog was about a year old, I took her bird hunting on Christmas Day because I felt bad I had missed most of the season with her to date. She bailed on me (after a pheasant) and I spent four days looking for her almost non-stop. The warmest night in the three that followed was 18°. When I finally found her, she had traveled 22 miles and had to be lured and “trapped” in a kind man’s garage (using their evening’s roast beef as bait… they let her eat it all, too). She was so frail and skinny back then I was worried that coyotes would get her if the cold didn’t. She hasn’t left my side since, thus it seems it was a hard but permanent lesson. I guess our doggies need a taste of the real world to grasp what cool owners they actually have!
HA! Best to you and your family, Tammi.
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Hi Scott,
She didn’t seem too upset when Ted raised the foot stool and she came scooting out — almost like she thought it was funny. Seriously, this little dog knows how to make noise, she apparently was choosing not to for some odd reason. Silly dog!
Hi Sam,
And no, there were no presents under the chair — lucky for Ted. 
Notice Tieki finally did run away to college.
Oh DI,
, he was moving stuff in from the moving trailer and came inside for no more than 5 minutes when he remembered that Cori, our then Boston, was still outside. Well, of course she was nowhere to be found and had never been in town before. To make matters worse, it started snowing several inches. We looked for several days, put an ad in the paper and radio, and put posters up. Finally, a week later, the pound called and told us that they had picked her up from a lady that took her in from the cold. Such a relief! Needless to say, I was having flashbacks to 1995 when Daisy disappeared yesterday and the temperature started to plummet. I’m glad she was trapped under that chair! I’m glad someone gave your pup roast beef too!
So glad you found that dog! I know what those four days were like, as we actually lost another Boston Terrier over 10 years ago when we were still in Dodge City, KS. We were moving from the country into town and once again, it was Ted’s fault
Oh yeah, imagine me also wondering how I was going to tell Tieki that we lost her dog! Ugh! I want no part of that.
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I’d be pretty excited if I was stuck under a recliner and someone had the kindness to raise the footstool, too!
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