For our 3rd anniversary my husband bought me a Siamese kitten. I had wanted one ever since I was a little girl and was so excited to pick her up. When I got home with her I put her in a quiet room and let her be. She darted under my bed and made it very clear she was scared to death of me. Later she darted into the living room and hid behind the piano. When I walked over to the piano she heard me and took off again. It was at that time I realized my laundry room door was open and there was a whole in the wall (left there by the previous tenants). I began to worry perhaps she had ran in and escaped. I began looking for her and it soon became obvious she was no where to be found. I pulled out the fridge, stove, and washer/dryer unit. I looked under all the beds. She had vanished into thin air. I figured she would come out eventually for food and went on with my day. That night I still had not seen or heard her and went on to bed. I began hearing faint meowing sounds that sounded like they where coming from inside the walls. In the middle of the night I began searching every nook of the house and became convinced she had gotten in the hole in the wall and was crawling in the walls or attic of our apartment building. I even checked the duct work. after searching for hours, I went back to bed and didn't hear a peep. The next day came and there was still no sign of her, and she hadn't touched her food or litter. Later in the day, I was near ready to tear down the walls. However, my husband decided to look for her. He searched every place I had with no luck. Eventually, he discovered a 2" crack between the molding and the bottom of the bathroom cabinet. He tore out the molding and sure enough there was our Mocha. Now she rarely ever leaves my side, she sleeps with my husband and me, and I can't even close the bathroom door without her crying to let her in. However, she still manages to get stuck in the most unusual places.