Today's moment of panic

So, I'm cleaning out the freezer. This necessitates cracking open the sliding door in the kitchen, since the freezer door won't open all the way without the extra room.

Fammy, the sneaky little asshat, managed to slip under the freezer door while I was up to my elbows in the damned thing. Seeing as how they're indoor-only and aren't currently wearing collars, this became A Crisis of Epic Proportions almost instantly. And of course, the little shit decides to go hide under the back deck, and would not come out, even with lures of squishy food.

I finally waited long enough, hiding around the corner, and she came out to go chomp on some grass. She was most definitely NOT happy when I picked her up, and she probably won't speak to me for days, but she's safely back in the house again.

Now I'm soaked up to my knees from the wet grass, shaking with the adrenaline rush, and I'm still only halfway through the freezer cleaning. SO MUCH YAY.