As you can see, it was a low-key celebration.
He was gracious enough to let my husband have the spotlight during the day for Father's Day, as long as he got all the attention in the evening. Festivities included: cage cleaning, butt bath, hours of snuggling and a romp in the dining room/exercise yard.
Well, maybe "romp" is a bit strong of a word. "Loaf" is more like it.
Seriously, he's a lazy bun most of the time, but he was especially loungey that night. Maybe all the snuggling tired him out.
The boy and I tried to coax him out of his hidey-hole after a while, but he just went and found himself another one.
Finally, we figured it out; he was sulking because he hadn't gotten his birthday present yet. So we gave it to him: his very own indoor clover patch.
He was a little hesitant at first when he saw it...
"This is organically-grown, right? I can't be upsetting my tummy with any of that common stuff."
...but finally, he took a sniff...
...and then a nibble...
...and then plunged headlong in and stuffed himself silly.
He was too excited about the clover to pay attention when I told him about his other gift: a new and larger cage, which has been ordered and will be here soon. While his current cage is still large enough for him to stretch out in, a little more room would be better for him, so I measured the available space and got the biggest cage I could get to fill that spot. I just hope the darn thing's as "easy to assemble" as they say it is.
I was planning to tell Mickey's story here in honor of his birthday, but that will have to wait for later in the week.