So on Saturdays, they get a full cage clean out, and yesterday lent itself to a whole photo essay.
"I really need to get in there..."
"Maybe if I just streeeetttch and jump..."
"Oooo, look at all this SPACE! Now, where is my food bowl?"
Cappie: "Hey! Wait! Why are you in THERE and I'm out HERE?!?"
Rubio: "Now, where's our food bowl? And our hay? We're gonna STARVE in here!"
Cappie, singing, "Nobody knowwwws the trouble I've seeeeen..." (If he had a wee tin cup, he'd be banging it on the bars!)
"Whew! Hay! Just in time!"
"Now, for a nap!"