I could take a billion pictures of him, he's just so cute, but I think it would freak him out. Poor little guy's had his world shaken up a bit today...from his foster mom's house to the shelter, then three hours in a car to our house.
Right now he's in a temporary cage on my desk, bigger than his travel cage, but it's smaller than the Martin's condos. He's got a hammock he's ignored, and a balcony he's ignored, his box and a wooden bridge he's stuffed full of paper towels. He's eating and drinking, but mostly he's sitting in the far corner, looking a bit wary. I got a little worried when I noticed him swaying his head back and forth, but then I remembered reading that PEWs have notoriously bad depth perception and do that to see.
The welcome wagon sent over a couple of yogies. He had no idea what they were, and we should keep it that way to keep him trim and healthy. When we got Witter he didn't know yogies, either. The first time I had to nebulize him, I made the mistake of offering the yogie container so he could take one. Within a nanosecond he had stuffed his cheeks full like a chipmunk and gotten away with a few in his paws, too.
I'm going to turn off the office lights and leave Jim in peace. Hopefully tomorrow he'll be more relaxed and I can post a few megabytes of pictures.
Posted by Abita at February 7, 2004 08:10 PM