I mean, what do you even do in that situation - just sit there and wait until it decides to leave? Did the homeowner have any clue it was living in there, or were they just thinking "rustling noises" was normal for a fridge? I'd probably just close the panel back up and call animal control before touching anything.

My old Moleskine notebook was a lifesaver during Hurricane Sandy. I wrote down all the emergency numbers and kept a log of when the food in the fridge went bad. It's way more reliable than a phone that can die.

A whole week over a gap?

My backup drive from 2012 is basically a digital graveyard. I've got folders full of "image not found" icons that were once hilarious memes. It feels like we're all just building our own private museums of broken links. The internet's memory is shorter than my attention span during a boring meeting.

That's the Missouri River near St. Louis.