Here kitty, kitty...

ok...left the bathroom door ajared after my early morning trip...which I've done so many times before...then she strikes...one curious paw at a time. She likes shining stuff...(what girl doesn't) 9:45 am getting ready for the day...I go into the bathroom to get my rings...my rings....omg...where's my solitare? wedding band but no solitare... Hiedi...what did you do with my ring? she just meows...I start my frantic search of the floor. Check the hallway...living areas, under the furniture....back to the bathroom...it's got to be here, please let me find it. Soon my husband joins in the search all the while grumbling about leaving the door open...oh my solitare...it's got to be here somewhere...laying on the bathroom floor...I find the 1/2 inch crack between the floor tile and the cabinet. Ewwweeee very gross things my finger comes in contact. Oh please let me find it! Yes...it's there I can feel it...ahh as my husband comes down the hallway ready to give up...I open my hand that there it was. My solitare...the tears rolling down in an uncontrolable sob...I found it!