35 minute panic

Over this mutt!I opened the back door to let the pups in for the night. In came Zoe but Weston wasn't behind her.. I stepped out on the porch calling him but he didn't come. I spent the next 10 minutes calling him, searching the backyard and then back inside calling him again. I wasn't sure how, but was sure he'd gotten out. I called and called.. No Weston. I wondered if he'd gotten through the back fence somehow.

Mattie and Megan were both in bed so I couldn't venture far from the house. After about 20 minutes I was panicking. I finally called my sister. She's only a few blocks away, and knowing she'd do anything for a dog, knew she'd come help me.. 5 minutes later, Steph, My Mom, and My brother were scoping the neighborhood for my poor puppy. I spent another 5 minutes calling him and searching out back with the flashlight. I decided to check the house one more time.. I'd called and called through the house and not heard a thing, so I didn't think I'd have any luck..

I checked the upstairs, I checked downstairs, I checked the laundry room, the bathrooms, and THEN... Then I checked his Kennel.. where he lay sleeping cozily in his bed.

Turns out Megan had put him to bed already...