Hamster Crisis

Clara woke up at 5:30 am this morning with Lynx shut in her room, the hamster cage torn apart, and no sign of her hamster Clover.  We feared the worst (I love that expression) but Bridges found a trail of hamster poop across the room, under her closet door, and in front of a gap leading.....into the wall.  Oh no!  We hear her in the wall, so at least she's alive.  These are the times I'm glad I have an indoor cat who is completely inept at catching his own dinner. Or breakfast, as the case may be.