Thanks, Deb.
When I got home from work tonight, the first thing I saw upon walking into the living room was a big pile of brown/black ick on the carpet, right next to Zim's bed. I immediately thought that Zim had gotten into something he shouldn't have and threw up. Then I saw Pookie passed out on his outside ladder instead of being inside his house. :shock: After putting my stuff down and away, I went to investigate what the ick was and to my surprise, it was Pookie's poop! My baby had actually climbed out all by himself and did whatever (neither Squirt nor MoMo were up), then decided that he needed to go potty. I was a bit confused as to why he came out to play today, as it had been raining and was all dark and gloomy. It wasn't until I went to close the blinds (next to Gianna's house) that I realized why: Gianna was up and out of her cave, and was lying in front of her couch! And I guess she had been doing a lot of frantic pacing because she went potty, too. So, because Gianna was up and about, Pookie felt the need to be in charge again and survey/protect his domain. Gotta love my Pookster!
But wait! There's more!
When Gianna's light turned off, she started to look for a place to go to sleep (I had placed her on her tree branch to warm up after a
bath). She slowly crawled over to her cave, but instead of going inside, she was trying to squeeze in between the right side of her cave and her house wall. After 30 seconds or so, she stopped pushing and crashed out. That was around 8:30pm; she hasn't moved since :laughing6:
Pookie crashed on his couch, where I placed him after giving him his milk thistle.