Well, now my couch has a hole in it.

[Hail_Britannia]

Actually, it has two. I'm such an idiot. I've got Cornwallis out, just chilling on the couch, and she keeps slithering down between me and the couch cushions. I'm not too bothered by it, just let her do her thing...until I decide to put her back in the tank, lift up the cushion- and she isn't there. Oh.....no. I had a nasty feeling I knew exactly where she was, and I was right. After some fruitless searching, we finally broke down and cut into the fabric on the back of the couch, shined a flashlight in- and there she is.....at the *opposite* end. !@#$$%$!

So I had to cut another hole to get her out. My own stupid fault for not watching her. I mean, it's a beat-up couch, but still! Lesson learned....

 

[hikisquid]

Oh no! I've had to untangle Stig from dining chairs and doorknobs, and pull him out of siding before. It's crazy how quickly they get themselves wrapped up and hidden away. Both times I had just gotten distracted for a second or two, and he zipped right on for his adventure.

 

[Weda737]

I had a Kukri that got halfway into the cushions and I caught him, after that he immediately turned into a bitey monster for the rest of the time I had him. I still have a scar on my wrist from the rear fanged bite I got from him that day. I learned from that. I always keep a secure hold on my corns and I don't really sit with them and chill. They always have my undivided attention. My big Dumerils however is large enough and slow enough that he sits on the bed with me while I'm on my laptop.