The little brat disappeared while I was washing dishes. I was searching all over, I could hear him cry on occasion, but the sound kept moving. I’m starting to get a little hysterical by this point, afraid he’d crawled up into the recliner again and I wouldn’t be able to get him out without injury. Then I moved the furniture out and found the heating vent cover pulled out of the floor. I just about had a fit. We lost a cat in Nov when she pulled the vent cover up and went exploring the duct work. She crawled into our electric furnace and died, probably electrocuted. We had screwed the covers down to prevent her going in the duct work because she liked messing around in them, but we missed one. Another cat loves to pull the covers up also but he’s too big to go exploring. I was afraid Biscuit had fallen in. After 4/5 hours of crying and calling, Biscuit is too small to get out of the ducts on his own, I was flashing a lighted cat toy into the ducts… I was in a panic. He had quit making noise for a couple hours, I told myself he was napping. He finally made a noise that I happened to be close enough to figure out where he was. He’d crawled behind then under my refrigerator! He’s asleep on my shoulder now, and my husband is going to screw the covers down again. Thanks for listening, needed to whine to other cat people about my scare. I was supposed to make a somewhat complicated meal after I did my dishes, but that’s not happening till tomorrow now. I’m exhausted, but happy now.