Did they then give you the look that said " Daddy, why were you so worried?"

Shortly after we got Zingo, I panicked when I realized I hadn't seen him for a while. This was a weekend and I was used to him being around as I tried to do the usual weekend chores....basically tore the house apart , checked and re-checked everywhere. Went thru the whole "what if he got out when Mike left this morning? Its cold, he's not used to the area yet, he may have wandered off", the whole nine yards. Called my husband and told him he had to come home....after an hour or two of this, I went back into the spare room to see a lump UNDER the blankets that I hadn't noticed before...and it was breathing. Pulled the blankets back and just got sleepily blinked at and yawned at. He still manages to crawl up under the edges if he wants to hide, but now I know where to look!