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In bed by midnight-thirty, up by eight am. I feel like a little old lady, keeping these hours.
However, I am feeling remarkably rested. Which is probably due to the fact that my sleep pattern wasn't broken up with having to wake up and give the cat his insulin shot and then going back to bed. Interesting.
Now I just have to wake up enough to get dressed for my eleven o'clock interview.
My mom and I bought a new ferret cage last night for Edgar and HP. Well actually, we bought two. I came home with one around five o'clock, after agonizing over it in the store. Set it up, put everybody in it, then realised it was MUCH too small for the two of them to be comfortable. When the Engineer got home from work, I enlisted him to take me back to the petstore and returned the cage (I was absolutely not even going to attempt getting it back into my car, once was bad enough).
I then came home with a much, much bigger cage. The one I've been crying over for many months now. It took us a while to set that one up, as it had to be put together. It's enormous. Four levels, ramps all over the place, big places for them to sleep and play in. However, there's a bit of a problem with the ramps.
See, they're plastic and slick. And set at not very good angles for the ferrets to climb up. Which means they have a hard time going up and down them. And HP barely fits through the holes to which the ramps lead.
After my interview, I'm going to stop at Target on the way home and pick up some carpet and double sided tape in an attempt to make this cage work. I can't return this one. Not only because they don't sell any other cage there that's big enough, but because I am NOT disassembling this bastard and putting it back in the box. No. Fucking. Way.
If it comes to the worse, I'll just put all the boy rats in this cage (they should have no problem with the ramps or getting through the holes) and the ferrets in the rats' cage.
However, I am feeling remarkably rested. Which is probably due to the fact that my sleep pattern wasn't broken up with having to wake up and give the cat his insulin shot and then going back to bed. Interesting.
Now I just have to wake up enough to get dressed for my eleven o'clock interview.
My mom and I bought a new ferret cage last night for Edgar and HP. Well actually, we bought two. I came home with one around five o'clock, after agonizing over it in the store. Set it up, put everybody in it, then realised it was MUCH too small for the two of them to be comfortable. When the Engineer got home from work, I enlisted him to take me back to the petstore and returned the cage (I was absolutely not even going to attempt getting it back into my car, once was bad enough).
I then came home with a much, much bigger cage. The one I've been crying over for many months now. It took us a while to set that one up, as it had to be put together. It's enormous. Four levels, ramps all over the place, big places for them to sleep and play in. However, there's a bit of a problem with the ramps.
See, they're plastic and slick. And set at not very good angles for the ferrets to climb up. Which means they have a hard time going up and down them. And HP barely fits through the holes to which the ramps lead.
After my interview, I'm going to stop at Target on the way home and pick up some carpet and double sided tape in an attempt to make this cage work. I can't return this one. Not only because they don't sell any other cage there that's big enough, but because I am NOT disassembling this bastard and putting it back in the box. No. Fucking. Way.
If it comes to the worse, I'll just put all the boy rats in this cage (they should have no problem with the ramps or getting through the holes) and the ferrets in the rats' cage.
