I finished the laundry, brought it up, and Stella made a break for the hall. Once out of the apartment, she pulled an Annabelle and got lost on another floor. My neighbor, the Man with the Bike, found her on two while I was looking on four and stayed with her unrtil I got to two. Then, getting her into the elevator was sheer hell. I finally grabbed her by the tail, lifted her into the walker's bag and carted her home. She then lay down with me and cuddled while we watched The Young and the Listless, so I guess she's forgiven me for pulling her tail.