I lost Wiggles. Last night, during an activity session, he slithered under my couch. At least, I thought he did. When I went to check on him, he wasn't there. I thoroughly searched that and the adjoining rooms. Then, I searched the more distant bedrooms. Finally, I decided I'd have better luck if I let him come to me.
Wiggles is an active little guy. I didn't see him holding up in one spot for long. So, I crumpled some newspaper and put in across the thresholds in every room. I figured when he slithered across them, it would make enough noise for me to hear. I turned off the lights, grabbed my flashlight, and I waited. At midnight, I let myself doze off on the sofa flashlight at the ready. I woke up periodically during the night and checked the newspapers, but they were undisturbed.
After work, I plan to stop off at the reptile shop and pick up some pinkies to bait him out of hiding. At this point, I'm still optimistic that he'll turn up. I had a hamster once that went missing for weeks. Still it ain't fun.
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