Earlier, Sam and I finished up a movie and I started rounding up the ferrets. I found Jack and Rudyard easy enough but had a really hard time finding Momo.
I looked in all her spots, under the bed mostly, but couldn't really find her. I knew she couldn't be in the bathroom or Sam's room or even in the kitchen. She hadn't even put herself to bed.
So where was she?
I think to myself, "Well, Momo likes to attack the vacuum cleaner," so I pull the vacuum cleaner into my room and am about to turn it on when Sam yelps in surprise.
No. She was not in the vacuum cleaner. That's just stupid.
She was, however, inside the rat cage.
My boys were huddled up in the top most corner, paralyzed in fear, and Momo was at the bottom of the cage next to the water bottle, looking very confused.
Naturally, I flipped the fuck out. Sam took her out and I soothed the rats. We ended up giving them a whole baby carrot each so they could nibble their nerves away.
Momo gave us kisses. I wasn't sure if I should scold her or what. So I ended up just putting her back in the ferret cage with Jack and Rudyard. She promptly fell asleep.
Everyone was fine. No injuries, nothing.
It was the weirdest thing. I'm still not really sure how she got in there. The doors to the rat cage were closed.
Poor Darcy. I think he was in the most of hysterics. But I didn't get bit this time, so everything is hunky-dorey.
I know how she got in there. Momo can flatten herself to an almost boneless state and slither through cracks. Seriously, I could block Jack and Rudyard from most things I didn't want them getting into in the kitchen, but Momo can defy physics.
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