lyndym
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Chris, I love that photo as well! I was sitting near her cage when she flopped in there like that, and I was so surprised that she let me open the door and stick the camera right in her face. That was actually just a few days after she got home, so I was even more surprised that she didn't startle at me and hop under her little wooden house. And yeah, I felt a little bad last night, too, having to raise my voice at them so often. The good news is Aurora didn't seem to mind being scolded, whereas before I wouldn't want to scold her and frighten her. And Doc didn't care at all, so I kept bringing him on the couch for forced cuddles, which he hates during play time.
Morgan, I can never leave Doc unattended for that reason. He will always find his way into something even when it seems impossible. He's the reason that cages are the overnight situation instead of an ex-pen.. He definitely needs a roof, or else he'll hop straight over! No matter how high the side of the pen is, and I'd like to think mine is pretty high. When I first got him and Dora, I was home for Thanksgiving and just brought the pen because it was easier. They were still not to be trusted unsupervised together, so I fashioned it into two separate spaces. My dad said one morning he came down and said hello to them, they were each in their respective space. He went back awhile later, and one of them had hopped over the side to join the other! He thought I did it, so he didn't say anything, but when he checked again, each bun was back in their own space.
Morgan, I can never leave Doc unattended for that reason. He will always find his way into something even when it seems impossible. He's the reason that cages are the overnight situation instead of an ex-pen.. He definitely needs a roof, or else he'll hop straight over! No matter how high the side of the pen is, and I'd like to think mine is pretty high. When I first got him and Dora, I was home for Thanksgiving and just brought the pen because it was easier. They were still not to be trusted unsupervised together, so I fashioned it into two separate spaces. My dad said one morning he came down and said hello to them, they were each in their respective space. He went back awhile later, and one of them had hopped over the side to join the other! He thought I did it, so he didn't say anything, but when he checked again, each bun was back in their own space.