Three Word Challenge: light, dauchshund, and sluggard

When the light of day crept slowly into the doorway of the doghouse, the spoiled dauchshund, Bennett came unwillingly outside. Bennett was always a sluggard in the morning. He opened his droopy eyes and looked around for his breakfast that was supposed to be laid out for him, like it was everyday. But it wasn't there. Everything was gone, the short manicured grass, the well trimmed cherry tree in the corner of the yard, his owner's imaculate big house. All he could see was miles and miles of flat barren land. He had no idea what to do, especially without his owners there. What had happened during the night?................ #425