One of my fosters got caught in a small countertop metal winerack.

He was crawling through it, and I was taking pictures, and then suddenly he got a nail caught, and he was flipping around in the winerack.

Very scary.

Also, my husband was coming in the door, and one foster put her paw in the crack at the hinge side of the door. Bad news whichever way the door is moved. I thought for sure I'd be pulling out a mangled paw, but she was o.k. too. Now, all the doors have tape over them, hinge side, when fosters are around.

I hate those close calls, my body is drenched in adreneline.

I'm happy you found the little guy, Kim.