To a good home:

Today boys and girls I am going to tell you a story about a little lost kitten.

She is grey. She is a baby.

This is supposedly a gimpy kitten. She just had a second surgery on her leg bones. If you look at her hip you can see where her hair was shaved and she has a big scar.

Today I lost the kitten in the wall of the bathroom. 

She jumped thru a spot where a tile needs to be replaced in a bathroom wall by the window sill.  There was a built-in type soap dispenser there, but we don't live in a hotel, it's in a very dumb spot. It looked gross anyway so I pulled it out to replace it with a new one, and realized the old one was attached with grout, caulk and paper towels, and the screws were just for decorative purposes. Yeah. Why bother doing things right when you've got Dap and paper towels?

 

So what I discovered is, this kitten is fine. When I entered the bathroom, she leapt like a flying super-hero from the bathroom floor, to the ledge of the tub, and thru this 6X6 inch hole in the wall. You know those slow-mo moments where you're yelling "nnnooooooooooo"? 

 I grabbed her around the middle as she began to disappear into the abyss then worried I might break her leg again if I pulled her back out, and let her go. This freaked me out. 

I checked in the basement to see if she climbed down through the wall. No kitten. I opened a can of sardines and set them in the tub, hoping to entice her back out the way she went. 

I walked around the house bitching and moaning about this problem in my head, about how tired I was and how I was not going to bust a hole in my walls just to get a kitten out, it was just going to have to stay there. 

Then I remembered it's a Jacuzzi tub so I got a flashlight, took the panels out, and there was the kitten.