My husband, proceeded to get a large knife from the garage. He then bent down on his knees and tried to pry the baseboard loose. It loosen up and under the board of the cabinet was Ruff...trapped. Ruff was confinded to a small place under the stove cabinet. He was dirty looking and very thin when we picked him up. One strange thing was that there was kibbles of dog food in this space. Our family was trying to figure out why he took all that food under the cabinet and why was he so weak. The dogs water and food bowl were about 30 feet away from his space. When I picked him up, I handed him to Kaitlin and she was hysterical..........It was the most rewarding thing I had every seen in my 39 years of life. Then Kaitlin said, "mom.......remember that shooting star we saw weeks ago?.......well......I wished that we could find Ruff". What a great ending to a beautiful happening in life. I will never forget her face.