We had an escapee this summer, we eventually found him but with a more upsetting result.
Apparently he had somehow gotten into a christmas tree box and was unable to get free. I was pretty upset about this, one of the baby male pastels we produced this past season.
Strange thing is, the box was in the apartment above us. The woman was living in disgusting conditions. We ended up filling the garage with trash and junk that she left when she moved out.
I'm glad you found him.
-Steven