Animal Issues

I think this is Pebbles. But I could be wrong. I know it’s not Wilma…

Awhile back, Prince J said “And they’re the so quiet! The quietest pets we’ve ever had!” and I promptly spit my fizzy water all over the windshield of the car because errr I was driving at the time.

Saturday, TW bought some weird crinkle tube and put it in their cage today. It’s LOUD. On top of the already LOUD chewing noises they make.

Yep. They sure are quiet, aren’t they?

Right after I took this video, she figured out how to knock the wood over and get back in between the plexi-glass and the bars and I had to pull her out, which caused Pebbles to get out, which caused the stupid Shihtzu to bark, which caused me more angst.

So I came up with another solution – I wedged two pieces of wood down through the top of the cage to try and prevent her from being able to pull the plexi-glass out. It’s working – but she’s just going to gnaw on the wood until she can get to the top of the plexi-glass again.

Someone just put me out of my misery, ok?

Oh hell. She just figured out how to pull the wood all the way into the cage. Duct tape. I need the duct tape.

For now, Pebbles gets a black mark – so we can learn to tell her from Betty. Wilma is small – and has rubbed the fur off her nose (and she yips when I cough.)

At the beginning of the video, that’s Wilma being held by TW. She NEVER really yells like that – but she scented them or something and started yipping.

Napping before they came home.

Wilma’s sisters, Betty and Pebbles, have come to live with us now. Here they are in the store getting their nails clipped before they came home.