the runaway hamster

drama continues... this morning, the bucket trap was empty, and there was no sign of hamster presence, so I was a bit discouraged. I tried to keep up the smiles and the hope for Lydia's sake, but I've been imagining Tinkerbell trapped somewhere under pipes or heaven knows what else in the workshop, not being able to get out... Lydia is upset too, she brought home a picture of herself with HUGE crocodile tears running down her face - that's what she drew when the subspute (her word for substitute) teacher asked them to draw whatever they want... Then we got home and got PROOF that the Hammie Pie was still alive! The carrot had been nibbled on and there are a couple of hamster droppings beside the trap, but Houdinina decided to completely ignore the bounty at the bottom of the bucket... Stupid she is not.... We are both happy at this sign of life (the cats are happy, too, they spend most of their times by the door of the workshop, listening and sniffing, hoping that either the door magically opens or the hamster comes out... ), but Lydia still just wants Tessa safe and sound back in her cage...