We are not just in the fostering business; apparently we are now in the "animal transport" business of animal rescue. Black Friday afternoon, after getting up at 3:30 AM for the deals, saw us headed out to pick up some "exotics". One of Misty's coworkers, MF, is fostering exotics for our friends' rescue, Luna's House. We picked up an iguana named Homer and two to-be-named chinchillas. The chinchillas were happy and cozy together in their transport cage, but poor Homer had had a rough time at the shelter. He is blind in one eye, will probably lose part of his tail, and was cold. We ran the heat on thermal blast and sweated all the way to the MF's house (Homer, on the other hand, was quite content - as you can see by his happy tongue sticking out).We got a call the next day from MF. The chinchillas were doing great, but she'd had a scare with Homer. She woke up and saw him not moving in his cage. She watched him for several minutes and didn't see him breathing. She gently picked him up and said he felt stiff. She started freaking out and yelled at her husband "how could you not notice that he's dead?" Her husband pointed to Homer, who was now awake and moving around in his cage. Apparently, he's a very heavy sleeper.
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