Not much new to report. We're making s-l-o-w progress, Washi and Kioko and I; Washi starts to climb on my arm or hand when I offer, but always backs out. Kioko won't come close to me. Friday morning at bathroom time he did come out of the pouch (I had him alone) and onto my leg; he looked extremely startled to find himself out, and found his way back into the pouch in about ten seconds. Shikoni, as always, is delightful at all times.
Also, Washi is giving me little gentle bites, nips or whatever you want to call them; I think he likes me.
Bottlebrush flowers are all gone. Those boys love them! We're gonna have to find some plants. Ursula has one, I think she got it at that nursery in Harker Heights. I'll have to remember to ask her, I'm not driving all that way if that wasn't the source. Interestingly enough, Callistemon is in my houseplants book; looks like it'll be fairly easy to keep in the house -- for those up north. I'm not sure how much cold it can withstand; I do know that with just a little water it has no problem with a month or more of 100+ days -- not near as much as I do.
I got crickets yesterday; asked for $2 worth and got probably twice that many. So we have a surfeit of crickets. I brought eight in this morning in the pint jar; Washi of course was in that jar the second I opened the cage. Kioko stole his first cricket; they went like that until all eight were gone -- less than two minutes. It's pretty funny to watch Washi doing all the work and Kioko getting half the reward.
Thursday night Shikoni didn't touch and fruit or vegetables; the protein was hamburgers. He ate all of that but nothing else. I thought I was going to have to give him only fruits and vegetables, since he did this same thing Monday; but Friday and Saturday he ate everything, leaving only a few small pieces of cucumber and spinach leaves. I guess his diet is well-enough balanced; he certainly looks healthy, and is energetic and interested in everything around him.
I am somewhat alarmed at the sick gliders this week! There are all kinds of things: Tyzzer's (which I had never heard of!); cold shivering babies; possible HLP; Gizzy's seizures ... it's quite scary. (I sure hope Noah gets Gizzy to the vet. I like Noah and his GF [who remains anonymous] a lot. All that excitement about the joey, and the tarantula; and wasn't he the one with the tornado down his alley? And his helpfulness --- seems to me that they're pretty good people.) And the recent bouts of diarrhea, and the abcessed face ... I'm really grateful mine have been healthy so far. I've had enough trouble with Domino and Mike getting themselves into scrapes.
Cage cleaning today. Floor fleeces are washed, along with some corner hammocks, blankets and my only spare pouch. Some toys swapped out, so all that's left is changing the newspaper and wiping down bars. Once I get my laundry hung out I'll get the boys into their bonding pouch and around my neck. I forgot to take the sleeping pouch out last night, so of course that's where they are; the last two nights they've slept in the bonding pouch. They're as bad as cats about doing just the opposite of what you want! In fact, they resemble cats in a lot of ways; sounds like an interesting topic for an essay.
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