I went to the church this morning to work on the finances. I didn't feel well all day so I rested the rest of the day. Around 7pm, Danny went and hid under the bed. I thought maybe a storm was coming but there were not any storms around. He must have heard something that scared him. About 7:45 I tried to coax him out from under there. I called him, I whistled, I squeaked his toy, I said, "Walk and Out" but to no avail. Finally, I went to the front door and knocked on it. He came out arunning and barking at the door. I was able to get him out before we had to turn in for the night.