Last night (3am!) I was awoken to the sounds of papers shuffling, but I figured it was a stack on my desk shifting. Then I am awoken again, now paired with a faint thumpthumpthump. And it can't be the boys out in the living room, it sounds like it's in my room. So I sit up waiting to hear a sound again, thinking it might be my upstairs neighbor.
And I hear it again.
So I hop out of bed, turn on the lights, and rush out to check on my babies. And sure enough - there, in the middle of the living room is my little Oblio.
After some coaxing I shooed Oblio back into his cage. Fivel was so mad! He wanted HIS playtime too! So I sat there, and fed them sticks to help Fivel's chattering at me, and tried to figure out how he did it. I still don't know. I wrapped a big sheet of fleece around the bottom layer of their cage and went back to bed. I looked again this morning and I really cant figure out how he managed it.
My magic escape artist.