Little bastard got out again

This time the hamster made it all the way from the living room into Emily's room. He went back to the place he used to go after escaping - under her bookshelf. I thought that was a nice nestalgic touch on his part. The recovery process was made all the more interesting because there is now a TV on the shelf (which dropped).

I need to find a way to seal off the front door to the cage. The little rat - I mean cute, cuddly hamster - can force the door open. He tries to escape any time that his food bowl is empty (which is often, because as a hamster his natural inclination is to take any food he finds and bury it in his nest. We fill the bowl, he empties it into his sleeping area. Half his food gets thrown away when we clean his cage).

At least this time the kids didn't panic when they realized he was gone. We're getting much better at this. I just hope we don't get too much more practice.