The very first night I brought Tanner home (separating him from Mom), I thought that he had escaped. He was soooooo tiny and it was pouring rain (like usual). It was already dark outside, but I went out with a flashlight and I was calling his name. One of my neighbors came upon me with my butt sticking out of the bushes and she asked what I was doing. So I explained what was happening and she got a good laugh out of it. It turns out that Tanner had hidden behind a bedside table and he blended in with the carpet so I hadn't seen him when I first looked in the apartment.