Our Little Stinker...

This evening, I was in the computer room. I looked up and saw Toula's little head poking around the corner of the door. This was pretty shocking since we had the baby gate propped against the doorway leading out of the living room. She had nudged her way through the small gap and braved the hardwood floors in the hallway...
As soon as I saw her, I said, "Toula!" By that time she had hopped half way into the computer room. I got up to try to steer her back to the living room, but she had other ideas. As soon as I was out of my chair, she had hopped into the guest room and found quick refuge under the bed. As an added declaration, she thumped her foot, not once, not twice, but three times after she was secure under the bed. By this time, I couldn't help but chuckle.
I told Charles that Toula was under the guest bed. At first he thought I was playing a late April Fool's joke on him. After assuring him that I was not joking, he came and helped close doors...and brought the broom...the one thing Toula detests and which has helped us many a time wrangle her back to her home.
Charles swept under the bed, and Toula ran out...but she made a circle and ran right back under the bed. After a few times of this, I pulled the boxes out from under the bed, and Toula, though she tried very hard to circle back under the bed again, finally ran back to the living room.
Apparently, Toula enjoyed this adventure, because Charles and I have spotted her by the gate several times tonight, though thankfully for us and not so thankfully for Toula, Charles put the gate up behind her and made sure that the gate was propped up with no gaps...