Oh can I relate to your scare, Bluekat!!! We once had a summer cottage on Cape Cod. After a particularly hot summer, we decided to put in a window air conditioner in the bedroom. Turned out we needed to up the electric service to that outlet to handle the load. It was a sweltering hot day. The electrician came, and needed to get into the "attic" to access the elec. line. Access to the attic was an opening in the bedroom ceiling. After he was done, he told me it had to be 120 plus up there! After he left, I looked high and low for my kitty Chessa. She was no where to be found. I searched high and low, figuring she was hiding somewhere. I called and called her name but I couldn't find her ANYWHERE! I was frantic and called the fire department, figuring she had somehow climbed the ladder and had escaped into the sweltering hot attic. If she had gotten in there, I feared for sure she had already suffocated The fire dept came and they were so sweet; they searched the attic (which was empty) and couldn't find her anywhere. They said they even pulled back the wall insulation, to see if she was there. I cried and cried, figuring that she had escaped out the door when the electrician was working. Then, out of nowhere, I heard a sound coming from the kitchen. It seemed to be coming from the cabinet under the sink. I had looked there!!! Well, not well enough it seems! I opend up the cabinet...no Chessa....more sounds. It was coming from the lobster pot in the back! I pulled it to the front and there was my Chessa, waking up from a nice nappie in the lobster pot I know now who WELL these kitties and keep themselves hidden, when they want