Being a great retired house-husband, I did my vacuuming by releasing it upstairs, like I've done hundreds of times before. It normally finishes under the bed, or some other horrible place, where I have to squirm to get it. This time it vanished! I searched under everything, got my daughter to search, and then my son. Other-half laughed at me, and said she'd find it right away. Ha!I swear it beeped at me once, just to say it was all right. Perhaps it will come back one day....
ps. I found the pesky little thing! The door to the exercise room had been left open for a while and it jammed itself under the treadmill.
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