We were having trouble with our oven and had to call for repairs. When the serviceman removed the base off the stove and the bottom drawer, he took one look underneath and said, "You must have a cat." He pulled out an assortment of furry mice, straws, Briggs' favorite rattly mouse from her kittenhood and other treasures. It was obvious this fellow was a cat lover and we had a nice conversation the rest of the time he was working.

A very small mouse just surfaced in the tiny space between the kitchen cabinet and the fridge. IF it was under the fridge, how did it all of a sudden make its way out?