Sorry, me again.
Duncan was very busy last night. He wasn't sure at all about the newly scrubbed shelf, so decided to up-end the dried food dish all over it.
Otis joined in, pulling the (cheapo) bedding about the place.
Trashed cage. At least it didn't smell though.
And as they were especially frisky, they got my leftover soggy cornflakes. Soy milk FTR. But they don't usually get this much. I was on a family phone call and couldn't face eating them after. Waste not want not and all that.
"Sorry about the new interior design."
"Don't blame me, I've been working on my climbing skills. And redistributing bedding skills. Ahem."
