Allee
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My sweet, angelic, U2 (haha) is having some hormonal issues lately and being incredibly vocal about it. I'm afraid the other eight creatures that live here are about to riot to demand poor Popeye's immediate relocation. That can't happen, so I changed everything in his cage around and tried to make it more interesting for him.
I made him a foraging toy and a new pecan wood perch.
And a new chew toy to destroy. I cut the blocks and dyed them myself. Don't laugh, I've never made my own blocks.
And here's Popeye pretending he's not impressed at all. I even moved his sacred guitar that no one is allowed to get near. He chunked his banana at me after I took this photo.
All I have left is his new swing, tomorrow's project. That's scary, his swing is the only thing he likes more than his guitar. His swing is also where he sleeps, so I hope I get it right.
I made him a foraging toy and a new pecan wood perch.
And a new chew toy to destroy. I cut the blocks and dyed them myself. Don't laugh, I've never made my own blocks.
And here's Popeye pretending he's not impressed at all. I even moved his sacred guitar that no one is allowed to get near. He chunked his banana at me after I took this photo.
All I have left is his new swing, tomorrow's project. That's scary, his swing is the only thing he likes more than his guitar. His swing is also where he sleeps, so I hope I get it right.