Yes, the time has arrived. The boys had reached ultimate ponginess and we could take no more half measures, it was time for the full monty- the cage clean.
I left Christopher in charge for 2 minutes, only to return and find him with Wheeler safely esconced in his travel cage happily munching on treats and Mortimer lurking on his shoulder and a sulky look. Could you please put him in his cage please. Can I point out all I did was pick him up and put him in the cage- what was so difficult? Mortimer looooves Christopher.
Here they are reentering their de stinkified cage. I can here them now
"What, what is this smell? There is no eau de poo"
There was much excitement as Wheeler discovered they were getting takeout
"Mortimer, Mortimer come and see it's Pizza, *Sniff Sniff* Hawaiian I believe. Oh boy oh boy these D'Alby's are goooood."
We'll pick up our favourite rats on Wednesday (well we'll take them home on Thursday). Hope they've been behaving!
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