Roadrunner!

Golly, I got quite a fright today! I set Little Joe down on the floor so that I could go to the bathroom, and even though I was in there for less than 2 minutes, when I came out, he was gone! My room is 16x24 feet, and he couldn't have even left it in that time, but sure enough after looking under the bed, in the next room, down the hall, around the corner, into the living room, dining room and kitchen, I couldn't find him. We have no stairs, so I couldn't believe he couldn't be found. I started calling him. Then, started yelling for him. I went back down the hall, into my room, looked into the bathroom and all around the king sized bed. I looked behind the recliners and under the bed again, still yelling his name the whole time. I began to panic. Where was he? The dogs were outside, so they couldn't have been the problem, (he loves the dogs and follows them whenever he can) and he couldn't get out the doggie door. Then, I heard a faint sound, sort of like a giggle, coming from somewhere. I stood still, listening. It was coming from down the hall. The food storage room, the guest bedroom and the guest bathroom doors were closed, but still, that little cooing noise. I walked quietly toward the sound, and realized it was coming from the food storage room where his crib is. I opened the door, and then I realized that I had closed the door after glancing in the room awhile back. Sure enough, there he was, standing at his crib, gripping the bars from the floor and grinning at me. He must have been behind the door when I glanced in, and then I closed him in so that he wouldn't get in while I was looking for him. He smiled at me and lifted his arms to be held, and boy did I give him a hug. He is only 8 months old! How could he travel like that? The food storage room is down the hall from my room, so he would have had to go at least 40+ feet and into that room in less than 2 minutes, including the time it took for him to decide that he was going exploring! I can't imagine what it will be like when he starts to walk, but I know one thing, and that is that Martin will have only one responsibility- keeping up with Little Joe! As long has Little Jo has PaPa, he will sit on his lap and be entertained. This has given me freedom to do chores around the house without having to chase that little buggar. I am going to invest in a leash. I may get some flack about that, but until someone else wants to run their feet off, Little Joe is going to be on a leash when we are out walking! By the way, haven't I already done this many times before? Well, I guess it keeps me young!