I got home last night to find that my hamster's cage was open, the critter had escaped, and was nowhere to be found. I set out some food and drink to lure it back to home base, but as of getting home from work today it had clearly not come by.
This evening I worked up the nerve to print off signs to put around the apartment building in case anyone had spotted it. I had to add the line about it not being a joke, because I think I'd have found it pretty funny if I had come across such a sign.
As I was putting the signs up, as luck would have it, I bumped into the landlord, who was in the process of trying to figure out who was putting up these crazy signs. Sure enough, he had the hamster. He rescued it from tenants who were going to stomp it!
The amazing part is that Oreo had made it from the twelfth floor down to the eleventh, and was on the opposite end of the building! The cage is being taped shut now.