monkeys and ponies

I hope that's what they have. We're now reasonably certain they're hiding behind the old dishwasher/oven downstairs, and have no way to get to them to even confirm that they're still breathing. Most likely they're just still freaking out and aren't hurt at all, but I'd feel a lot better if we could see them. I'm hoping the increasingly stinky bowl of sardines I've left them near the only exit from their hiding place will entice them to come out.