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Originally Posted by sushi_78
When Bramble wants to go home after free roaming, she climbs onto my hand and clings like velcro.
She escaped during the night once and came running to meet me as I got up in the morning so I could take her home. Apparently freedom wasn't all it's cracked up to be!
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My past syrian ran up to me too, after a night of adventure! Another time he popped out of a hole under the dishwasher - a floor above his cage! I had no idea that hole even existed, until his nose appeared out of it.
I always put some of Nibbles' food in a certain spot, as well as scattered elsewhere. Once, when apparently I was late for feeding, Nibbles sat right where I'd normally put some food, and stared at me. Then I fed him as usual, and he ate every bit of food in the pile. I guess he was really hungry.