Cooper The Hamster's Last Ride

So Al...being Al, was packing his toys by color and functionality, and playing with Cooper The Hamster at the same time. When out of the blue, as things in our life ALWAYS come...he had to poop. Twenty minutes later I hear Al scream, in this blood curdling, helter skelter way, that every mother has nightmares about hearing, but usually never has to experience first hand.
"Mom!...C...C...Cooper's GONE!!!!"

OH SWEET MOTHER OF GOD, COULD IT GET ANY WORSE?

Seems that while Al was packing, Cooper The Hamster was sitting in Al's Bratz car. Nature called and the only preventative measure my son took was telling Cooper he'd be right back...While Al was reading Readers Digest, "Mia and Miguel" came on, prompting a speedy finish and a long forgotten Cooper The Hamster in the girlz convertible.

It wasn't until I was trying to get Al to locate his Flip (as in Flop) so we could get out the door to his Dr.'s appointment...that Al noticed the abandoned vehicle...

The flood gates opened, and it hasn't stopped since.

A week's worth of holding it in, set loose by a hamsters dash to freedom while wearing a pink sparkly scarf and six inch boots.