Thank you! It’s all good, the fires burned right through our neighborhood but the firefighters protected all the structures.
I have 2 neutered males, Rocko and Widget (brothers) and 2 intact females Zoey (who is likely sister to Rocko and Widget but not positive) and the younger dumbo female I adopted who is about 7 months old now. She doesn’t have an official name but goes by Crackhead, Crackers, Crackerhead, Crackerjack, Psycho, and Crazy haha. Zoeys sister Lucy who passed away earlier this year had a lot of energy and the two sisters played constantly. So when she died I adopted Crackhead in the hopes of giving Zoey a new playmate. Oh man.... I thought Lucy had energy.... no no no. Nothing compares to the mischief Crackhead gets into. EVERYTHING is a chew toy, she shreds and destroys all the fleece, all the hammocks, all the wood toys, all the space pods and hideaways, every bridge ladder and rope, she has pulled 2 of my hats into the cage from my desk and ripped them to shreds, as well as countless other things that I USED to store on the top of the cage. I literally can’t keep up with her needs to destroy and have constant stimulation, cardboard boxes are worth their weight in gold, because I can throw one of those in there and she will work on it for days. She’s FINALLY starting to mellow out a bit but in the past she has loved to pick fights with the others. Widget and Zoey fight back and will actually pursue her. Rocko on the other hand runs away in fear till she tackles and pins him. I had earlier this year found a big gash in that same area, and then a month ago a big scratch across his muzzle through his whiskers. Sometimes I have serious doubts about her since she picks on him, but then I see them cuddling happy together.
I love her to death, and her mischief just makes her more unique and entertaining, keeps me on my toes. I just wish she didn’t beat up my sensitive potato boy. Rocko is like my spirit animal and soul mate.