When daddy got stuck in the elevator...

... he began to shout!









Fortunately, two old ladies were walking by and heard him - stuck between the 5th and 6th floor. When I heard the news, Charlotte-Amélie and I quickly arrived on scene and gave him and the mites some moral support. Poor Hammie and Ophelia were stuck in the elevator also, and when they heard my voice they were very anxious to get out. Dan, being the kind of guy who knows how everything works, came up with a cunning escape plan, facilitated by our curtain pole. The lift still stayed stuck - but the emergency forces soon came to remedy the problem.


The mites were just pleased to get out... and I was glad the elevator was "stuck" rather than broken in a way that would have caused it to plummet to the ground (I had visions of the movie Speed when I heard of his entrapment).

The Mites Escape...



Finally... after his heroic rescue of the mites... daddy also escapes unharmed!

When I'd heard the late night knock on the door, I have to admit I was very anxious. Dan had been out for a loooong time, and when I saw the solemn old ladies through the peep-hole, I immediately feared "something had happened to him." The old ladies were quite adamant that "something had happened to him" ... I don't think they quite got the point that I was just happy he was alive, that they had heard his voice... and my husband and doggies were just stuck between the 5th & 6th floors... rather than some place a little more bleak!