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Originally Posted by Pie
Great composition! That final shot made me laugh.
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He finally gave up at that point, for a moment. If you hold him on his back, he squirms continuously until you flip him over and let him run free to explore. The same applies to being trapped in a container, including the bathroom sink. The little guy isn't happy unless he has the run of the entire apartment.
Swimming tired him out for awhile, at least.
A new discovery, several nights ago: he has figured out how to climb the stairs. I couldn't believe it, but that little squirmy pin cushion can make his way, slowly, up to the loft, with the help of his claws. He's getting around better than I'd imagined he would, including moving so fast in short bursts that I have to break into a jog to stop him from getting into something he shouldn't be in!
It isn't a question of if, but when he learns to escape his enclosure. That morning searching is going to suck.
