So, Cubbie and I had an eventful night.
Cubs fell asleep around his usual 10 p.m., but I was up later than normal and actually went to sleep around midnight.
At 2 a.m., Cubbie woke me up to go outside. When, I let him back inside, I left the kitchen door and the bedroom door open so he could roam around the house if he wanted. Most of the time he takes a little drink of water and then makes his way back to bed.
I was so tired I was back asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I never realized Cubbie didn’t come back into the bedroom. At 6 a.m. I heard a bark. I was up for a second, and then I closed my eyes again. I heard a bark again, and then I heard a whine. I noticed Cubbie wasn’t in bed so I got up and walked around the house in the dark calling his name.
Granted, I was still partly asleep but I remember going into the living room and the kitchen and even standing at the top of the basement stairs. I didn’t see him anywhere and he didn’t make anymore noise . I thought that was really weird, but I figured he was in the house somewhere.
I crawled back into bed and again heard him whine. This time I got up and went into the basement, and there he was. He managed to open a gate in the basement (I don’t know how) and then the gate closed behind him and he was stuck. What a goofball! It was hard not to laugh looking at him stuck in there.
I assume it happened shortly after 2 a.m. when I let him outside, so he was down there for four hours! At least there was a blanket down there, so maybe he slept for awhile. All I know is I didn’t hear him bark until 6 a.m. and I’ve never been a very heavy sleeper.
I let him out of the gate and he actually stayed in the basement a little while longer, then I heard him run up the stairs and jump back into bed.
Who knows what he was trying to do in the basement.
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This post was written by dwagner on March 25, 2010