The Great Escape

Now I’ve got a puppy that will only eating cat food and a kitty that will only eat puppy food. Also Widget won’t eat anything unless it’s given to him in the bowl marked Murphy. But his eating habits aren’t the only thing that confuses me. Murphy and I woke up this morning to no Widget. Searching every little corner and box he was no where to be found. My apartment is the smallest thing in the world and somehow he found a hiding place unseen to the naked eye. I think over night Widget built a secret tunnel leading to other places in the building, using such tools as forks, spoons, sewing needles and pocket knifes. It’s just like in that movie The "Great Escape", a World War II mass escape from the German prisoner-of-war camp Stalag Luft III, but without all the scary war stuff and Steve McQueen helping him out. After 20 minutes of freaking out and convincing myself Widgets taken his treats and headed off to better lands, he appears out of nowhere acting as if he was hiding no secrets. While he was distracted by Murphy on the couch I continue to search for the great passage way. Widget must have hidden the opening, covering it with fabric or a pierce of the rug. With no success I return to watching Regis and Kelly, a few seconds later I make eye contact with Widget and give him the “I’m on to you” glare, but he continues to play with Mur I’m sure in the effort to throw me off. But I’m on to him and he knows it.