That crazy gerbil!

Friday night I took Scout and Baby to the fair again to see Feret. He was there with Tyler and his mom. She has to do "love hours" for the school that puts on the fair. She was running a game called record breakers. You threw a base ball at records and you had to break three with only three balls. It was faily easy to break the records, but you had to hit them first. She ended up having about five winners that night.
Saturday I cleaned house and then my Dad came by and asked if I could help move some stuff from one storage unit to another. I said ok and away we went. Scout and Baby came along. We picked up a box truck and went to the storage, then we went to his house and dropped off all the x-mas stuff and loaded the truck with other boxes. Then Scout and Baby stayed at the house with my mom and Dad and I went to the new bigger storage. We got done at about 8:30pm. Mom had dinner ready for us and we called it a night.
Sunday I finished with my house cleaning and rearrainged some furniture to accomidate the table that I got out of Dads storage unit. My brother had given it to me when I still lived with mom and I kinda forgot about it. I have not had a kitchen table in the new apartment until now so I had to make room. In the afternoon I went to pick up Feret and then to the grocery store for some milk and stuff. The boys rode bikes and I changed the gerbils bedding. Here's where the crazy gerbil comes in. I found a 10 gallon tank in the shed at mom and dads house and asked it I could use it for a while to separate the boys from the girls. So I got out the two girls and put them in the new tank and I also put the mom and five babies in the cage but kept them in the smaller cage. So the two girls really only have about 1/3 of the 10 gallon tank and the boys have a whole 10 gallon tank to themselves. Well the new tank has a lid on it for a light and filter to use for a fish tank. There is a hole about 1/2" wide and 2" long where the filter is. He boys saw that the little girl that has gotten out in the past was not in the tank. We started looking around and finnally found her behind the microwave. We patched up the hole with some cardboard and tape. Later when I was turning out the lights to go to sleep I checked in on the little guys. To my surprise the little girl was gone again. I checked all the counters and behind the microwave. No luck. So I told Hot Wheels (our kitty) to keep an eye out for her and went to bed. This morning I half hoped that my eyes where playing tricks on me but sure enough she was not in the tank. I got ready for work and while I was smoking my cig I was looking for her. Kitty was listening to something under the stove so I pulled the pan drawer out and lo and behold there she was. I scooped her up and put her back in the tank. Then I taped the cardbord down and came to work. What I think is the real dilema is is that she is the only one that gets out! Why does she want to get out? Don't get me wrong I don't sit at home holding these things or let them crawl up on my shoulder or anything. Although we did name them but that was a game more or less with kids. I do make sure that Scout and Feret take care of the animals. Scout brought the gerbils home (although it was only two at that time) and Hot Wheels is Ferets cat. We have had him for four years now and he was 6 weeks old when we got him. He is very good about feeding him but I am stuck changing the litter box and the bedding. The fish that we got from the fair have slowly died off and there are only three left out of nine. I have never been good with fish. I think we will change the name of the escaping gerbil to Run.