Lestat, the brat, is on the prowl!

It's a lovely Saturday morning in my little house, and I thought I'd sleep in. Ha! Lovely thought, but not a reality! John had to go to work early this morning, and I heard him thumping around, so I got up to see him off, and I went right back to bed. Sprout was still sleeping like a log, and, at this point, my odds of sleeping in for up to another two hours was looking pretty good. But, no sooner than my head hit the pillow and I got all snuggled back into my warm little spot, I heard it. Fussing. Glider fussing. Crab, spit, spat, splunk. OK, I had to see what the matter was, so I got back up to check out the situation.

Beaky is stuffing her little face, and she's being a good girl. Sinbad's Sweeties are all angels (as are Herbie and Callie, who sleep in my room); BooBoo's Bunch is still pouched; The Sugi Dynasty is all hunkered into one corner of their cage (trying like the dickens to see what is going on in the cage next door in EITHER the Victor and Viggo cage OR the trio's cage), and Victor and Viggo look calm, but curious, and they are in the top corner of their cage looking up. That kinda narrowed it down: Someone is mad in Magnus, Lestat, and Louis's cage. Hmm. What could be going on?

For whatever reason, Louis and Lestat are mad at Magnus, and they chased my pretty little man around the cage. I had to break them up if I was going to TRY to go back to sleep (temporary cage was at the ready, just in case). Now, these are sons of Sinbad, and Magnus is the spitting image of his daddy, and just as cute and lovable, but since they woke me up, I decided there would be no mealies for these little oinkers until I could get Magnus out since they were all being such weenie heads. Now, mind you, there's no meanness here amongst these boys, just noise, and they were making enough noise to keep me from going back to sleep. I take sleep very important, you know. As I opened the door, with my pouch in hand (from Auntie Amie - Khyricat), all three boys fell in love with that pouch and started playing with the shoulder strap. Silly boys! They weren't really mad, just restless, and evidently, ALL working together to keep me from sleeping in!

I reached in to get Magnus, and Lestat jumped out! Poooof! He went right over to Reese and Oliver's cage and looked in at them. Reese doesn't care, she's laid back, but that set Oliver off (Oliver is always too easily excited), and then, Lestat zoomed up to look into Sugi's cage, and that made ALL of them mad (they're my first glider colony, and they know THEY are "the stuff"). As I reached for him, Lestat jumped over to Beaky's cage, who just looked at him with the oddest little expression like, "Little Dude, what's wrong with ya? Ya lost, little pal?", and she lost interest in him and then returned to her food bowl. Lestat, intrigued by this nonchalance, looked a little closer at her, and then jumped to the other side of her cage and she stopped eating and went over to look at him, closely. They sat that way for about five minutes, and since she had recently lost her mate, I just watched them. Normally, Beaky is kinda bossy, and I was stunned that she'd not given him a "good old-fashioned talkin' to" (because she's done that with every other glider, but Reese), and I thought, "Hmm. If I were to neuter him... could he be her cage buddy?" (since she'd recently lost her cagemate, Peepers), and just as quickly I dropped that notion, since he's not a year old yet (and even neutered, the mating instinct is still there, and Beaky doesn't need that annoyance/risk), I discounted that notion because she IS a senior citizen, at close to 10 years old.

Anyway, Lestat bounced off (he's a floor monkey) and over to my writing desk, and then he scampered over to my bar globe and rested near my rum. The little bugger! That made it impossible to get to him without waking up Sprout, because her Big Circus Exer-Saucer was right in front of it, and her crib is right there, too!

So, here I sit, waiting for that little boogerhead to come out of that area. I'm NOT going to wake up Evey in order to get to Lestat. He has me right where he wants me, and he's having the time of his little life.

Magnus and Louis are snugged back up, so now I know who the stinker was. I'm going to make a pot of coffee and wait this little bugger out. When I do get my hands on him, I am so going to noogie his little head, and then he will be pouched with me, all day, lol, and I'm gonna rub his tummy until - he decides to LET me.

Life with gliders is NEVER dull! Here we are after he decided to pouch himself (ok, so I motivated him a little). We're all snuggled up in our chair now. Ahh... what a peaceful Saturday morning - now!