Lenny, You Miserable Shit

Sure, I couldn't fault Lenny and Squiggy for wanting to escape the land of the seldomly changed litterbox. I lost my cookies while I was changing the cage papers before the weekend. Yeah, my gag reflex is bad, so ferret clean-up missions are better started in the early morning. Lenny is the miserable shit who will wait for me to pull out all the newspaper in the cage before taking a running dump in the cage corner. He looks cute, but beware. Don't trust him.