I was innocently asleep one morning when, all of a sudden, I heard
a loud CRASH!
I decided to investigate, just in case a predator, like the dreaded
snake, had entered my tunnels. So I turned up the intensity of my well-honed sniffer,
a.k.a. my nose, and went to work, exploring every single one of my 58 tunnels.
When I got to the last tunnel, I discovered, much to my excitement,
that it had been mysteriously disconnected from my lower house.