Hiding Rod

As you all know, this sight greets me every day when I come home from work:

But on some occasions I come home to this:

However I don’t need to travel far to find him when that happens.

So when one day I came home to this:

And this:

I was a little weirded out.  I checked his other hide out.

Still no Rod – just the usual paraphernalia. 

At this point, I became panicked.  My mind immediately pictured a dachshund motivated thief who took my Rod!

I started running around calling his name.  

Then I realized the bathroom door was uncharacteristically closed. 

I opened it to find a very embarrassed Rod. He was happy to be freed.




I can only speculate as to how this happened while he was home alone but I think this must be pretty accurate:

After this traumatic event, he’s still brave enough to go back in though!

We keep the door wide open.