I'm not sure where the dog went..... but I'd better start hunting.

Early this morning I awoke to Bubba pawing at something in the closet. He had a great interest in my empty assorted soft sided luggage. After calling him several times and being ignored, I promptly went back to sleep.
Upon awakening, Bubba was there in his usual spot spooning against my chest. Having not forgotten his nocturnal activities, I carefully surveyed the floor as I swung out of bed. There it was, a very little mouse. Not the standard grayish brown variety but a cute almost calico with neat little ears and a short tail. At least he didn't put it in the bed.
I felt bad that he had killed it. Hope he didn't do so for
my sake!