So I was running late for an important meeting and HAD to get in the shower.  I always crate Johann when I'm in the shower- but I just didn't have time.  He was sitting in the hall chewing on a toy or shoe... It didn't matter to me I just had to get going.

About seven minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom and he was gone.  Not in the hall. I ran downstairs thinking he may be in the kitchen trying to get to the cat food. Not there either.  The doors were locked- he…