When I was a kid, this was newts. I had multiple newts as pets over the years and they would often climb the glass of their aquarium and escape. Sometimes I found them in time, sometimes not. Such were the lessons that one needed a particularly vigilant eye on these sticky little guys. Other times it required an accomplice. With gerbils, my friend would let them escape to see my reaction, which was always panic, because they're incredibly hard to catch. Good thing Agent Pickle was there to save the day. Sometimes I think these guys are time agents because they need all this time to find their lost cats. Well, not sometimes, only just now. So onetimes.