Magnum and Marshall bring new meaning to those words. You don’t know dirty until you’ve had these two youngins together in a cage. These boys, about 3 months old now live with an older gentlerat Turk in a single Critter Nation. Definitely a big enough cage for three males. Turk spends his time mainly sleeping and hiding away from all the ruckus caused by the galloping duo. These two really should be called Tazmanian Devils. Within a matter of hours, they leave their cage completely upside down. I’m also thinking, they get their teeth from the local beaver. I have never had so much fleece chewed up so fast. I try to line their cage with soft beautiful fleece only to see them completely teared up and removed from place. I’m sure they are having a ball playing and rearranging but they sure do make my clean ups that much longer. Every morning, I need to rush into the rat room to fill up their bowl cause no matter where I put it, they manage to spill all their water. I do believe this is the first time I deal with such chaos, such disaster makers. lol It really does look like a natural disaster has hit that cage, over and over again.
And when I go in to clean up, the two babies come running up to me with their innocent little eyes, ready for love and treats. They sure are lucky I’m a sucker for sweet faces. lol
The cage, a few hours after cleaning.
