Levi got a splinter and I told him that we needed to get it out. He wasn't too keen on that idea so he ran downstairs and hid. About 20 minutes later, I remembered about the splinter (my memory isn't the best these days) and after combing through the house and backyard, Turner finally found him under the sink in the downstairs bathroom. I really do try and get him to take naps. I guess he just finds a spot and curls up when he is tired ;)
We got the splinter out and everything worked out fine.