A couple years back, there was a lot of meowing coming from the garage. Eventually, it was getting so loud, that we decided to scour the garage for whatever cat had gotten inside.
Turns out a mother cat had given birth right outside our garage and left one of the baby cats behind. It crawled through a little hole in the nylon mesh we have at the bottom of the wall, but couldn't climb back out. It sat in the corner of the garage behind my dad's workbench for maybe 3 days.
We decided to feed it, have it spayed, and then maybe keep it or give it away to a friend/the Humane Society.
Well stuff, that cat did not want that.
We spent around 3 hours chasing the cat around the garage. We'd get close enough to capture it, and then the little motherforgeter would somehow get onto the cabinets next to the workbench. Eventually, it climbed into the wheel well of my dad's car. We could hear it, but couldn't see it nor get it out, so we decided to wait for it to come out of its own accord.
A couple hours later, we had to go out and my mom's car was in the shop. I wasn't sure that the cat had made it out of the wheel well until the car started, and we all heard a screeching noise before the little stuff jumped out of the wheel well covered in motor oil before running into the grass.
Cute cat, too. It was black, and a little less than a foot long. A kitten, obviously.