11 February 2014
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Cagney & Bezukhov live in the Manor. They were originally quarantined in the old Ferplast (OF). Phineas lives in the folding cage, where he was quarantined too. Thomas was quarantined in the OF but then went to live with Phineas in the folding cage.
The OF, when not in use, has often been a chilling out cage. However, I wanted to phase it out as there was some damage to the bars in places & I did not feel it was safe any more.
Enter the new Ferplast (NF).
The NF is basically the upgraded version of the OF, with a few design changes. (The jury is still out on whether those changes are “improvements”). My plan was for Phineas & Thomas to move into the NF as it is much bigger than the folding cage. I felt that Thomas would appreciate the extra space to get away from Phineas at times.
Due to Thomas being unwell, I put off moving him & Phineas into their new home until he was feeling better, but the NF was set up & moved into the room, as the replacement chill-out cage. Phineas did go in there briefly but otherwise it was completely ignored, most certainly by the scaredy-cat Toyboys because of its different colour (e.g., black bars instead of white).
New Ferplast as chill-out cage
Phineas at doorway of new Ferplast
Phineas trying out new Ferplast
Sadly, Thomas is now no longer with us. I went ahead with the move anyway as the NF was ready & waiting.
Moving day was last week. Read more of this post
10 January 2013
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It appears that 8pm is the magic hour.
Yesterday evening, for the first time ever, Phineas went back to his own cage to eat! He had been out for hours & had not eaten. Even when the Manor was open he would only ever steal a seed or two as he would be too excited to actually stop to eat.
Several times I have thought of leaving him out & waiting for him to go back of his own accord (without having the song & dance of grabbing him) but he has never shown any interest in his own lodgings….. until last night, at 8pm, when he made his way back to eat supper (well, actually lunch, afternoon tea & supper rolled into one). Hallelujah! As it was near bedtime, I closed the door behind him. Ideally, I would like him to know that going back for seed does not mean he will be locked in but as it was late I felt there was not much choice.
This evening, at a few minutes to 8pm, he went back in again for seed! So, that is two evenings now when I have not had to chase him! Underneath it all, he is a very good boy. 🙂