We got a puppy about a week and a half ago. Her name is Daisy Mae. She is a miniature pinscher mix (mixed with what, we don’t know).
Anyway, from time to time (mostly after coming in from going to the bathroom), she gets the “puppy crazies” where she runs around like a loon for a few minutes. Tonight, she went into the spare bedroom and got under the bed. She was barking her head off, darting out from under the bed for a second, and then going back. It took Karen and I a few minutes to finally drag her out from under there.