I had a hamster washed out of my daughter’s hand. He freedom for only half an hour, until he found a long-forgotten mouse in the kitchen. I, straight, as I remember now, sit, my daughter complains that the hamster has escaped. I say, don’t be afraid, we’ll find it! Here from the kitchen comes a forgotten, but familiar sound - Chop. I kept silent for 5 seconds and said quietly to my wife: I found it.