>The little fur ball was sleeping in a corner. I had to totally silence >the entire house and call him over and over again. I could hear him >scratching around but not locate him. After I crawled under the bed, >(no mean feat btw, for a 180 lb old woman) and got bit on the nose by >Brownie for invading his hidey hole. I finally put everyone in the >cage and just sat and listened. He was in the closet, on a towel, just >sitting there looking at me. He wasn't hurt, or stuck or anything. >(Thank God!). He just didn't feel like coming to me I guess. Hi Shelley ~ You did so good!! I'm so glad he is found. One of the things Calvin used to do was put himself back to bed. So the first couple of times I lost him in the office when he first came I tore it apart. Then I called the troops in. My lovely son said with such simple truth "Mom did you check the cage?" Nope. I ran over and there he was! Sometimes they are in the simplest of places. Warmly ~ Mary Herbalist The Conley Farm - organic herbs Online Classes ~ [log in to unmask] [Posted in FML issue 4014]