Truly, the next one of these confused millenniums that asks me what my preferred pronoun is, I'm just gonna drop trou and get my little ween out and let them make their own determination. Whole generation of idiots.
Clyde has decided to sleep outside the cage tonight in a piece of 4" pvc on top of the cage. He acquired some paper towels and built a little nest. Nothing can really get at him. We'll see in the morning.
