Here are some digital photos of Marcel, one of my bearded dragons. It's finally warm enough that he can sit up in the window now.
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Here are a few digital photos of Hugo, apparently not very happy with his new cage location.
The past few weeks have just been terrible as far as our animals go.
Cornelius, Kory's iguana, escaped out of his second story bedroom window. He pushed his way out through the screen...and now who knows where he is. Kory's apartment is right next to a forest, so Cornelius could pretty much be anywhere, up in a tree sunning and eating leaves. We made a bunch fliers and Kory put them all throughout the complex, hung them up at pet stores. He called vets, shelters, the police, told them to be on the lookout if anyone calls one in. Recently there's been some speculation that some kids in the complex have found him and kept him. Kory's tried talking to them a couple times, but their stories keep changing, and who knows whether to believe some ten year olds or not. This was devastating, and it still is.
Ever since I've separated Marzipan and Eleanor, I'm just at a loss for what to do with them. I originally had Marzipan downstairs, but she heard Eleanor talking the one day, and they started screaming for each other, and a second later, Marzipan flew up the stairs and back on her old cage (now Eleanor's.) I moved her new cage back upstairs next to Eleanor's, but I can't let both of them out at the same time. Marzipan still doesn't accept her new cage as her cage, she still wants to be in the old one. So in order to let her out, I took her into the bunnies' room, and I set up her old old old cage so she would have something else to sit on/play on, and she loved it. I set up some perches and toys in it for her, gave her a new cuttlebone which she devoured in five minutes...and then she heard Eleanor, and they both started screaming for each other. So right now, they're both in my room in separate cages, with Eleanor out. And what does Eleanor do while she's out? That's right, she sits right on the bracnch that's on the outside of Marzipan's cage (See picture.) She only goes into her cage to drink and sleep (she has food that she eats on the play gym, which is inbetween their cages.) Ugh. So I guess I just feel bad because Marzipan doesn't get to come out hardly at all anymore.
I just talked to my dad about an hour ago and found out that while he was gone this weekend, both our cats, Achilles and Sushi, escaped out of a window also. Apparently they clawed their way through the dining room screen. I've had Achilles for probably 10-12 years. I feel terrible. There isn't really anything I can do about it. I live an hour and some odd minutes away, and work and go to school all day. Achilles has escaped twice before I think, and she's always been just in the neighbor's yard, or in the garage. My dad is going to do a bunch of yard work tomorrow, so hopefully they will see him and come home. Maybe one day this week I can stop over and look for them.
I guess this is supposed to be happy, and it is in a way. Kory and I released Maude today. Maude is our one surviving starling that we raised. It's very lonely downstairs without Maude around chit-chatting away. We brought her cage outside, and opened the door. She stayed in it and ate for about ten minutes, then all of a sudden she flew out and up into a tree. She circled around my little street once, and flew into the trees again, and we haven't seen her since. We left her cage outside just in case she needs a place to get food or something. This is one of the hardest things we've had to do. It's really sad to go downstairs and see the empty cage stand. No more Maude chasing crickets around the living room. No more Maude decapitating crickets and leaving their wriggling bodies on the floor. No more Maude hopping up on your bowl and trying to eat your food. No more Maude splattering food all over the walls. No more Maude taking baths ten times a day and drenching everything within two feet of her cage. Yes, I'm actually going to miss these things. But I definitely won't miss cleaning up all her poop and making her gross food! I'm really glad we let her go though, I'm sure she's much happier outside eating all the bugs she could ever want.
