The door to her cage is slightly bent and missing a latch, so that the top half latches and the bottom half is secured somewhat loosely with velcro. Well, in her wanderlustful streak, I think she learned to wedge the door open near the velcro. The first night she escaped, I tore the room apart looking for her, and found her in my roommate's closet perched on a red bucket. I figured I must not have secured the door tightly. The second night she escaped, I again freaked out and tore the room apart, but found her relatively quickly at the base of my caging shelves. I knew that time that I had closed the door tightly, but still found it wedged open at the base by the velcro. Not wanting any more escapes and risk loosing my best female, I taped down the bottom corner of the door with additional duct tape. Well, the tape wears out after just a couple door openings, and she escaped a third time. I found her in my roommate's closet on the red bucket again. This time I really learned my lesson. She's not getting out again:
Here's the little escape artist: