Cleaned Mick's cage today--and wonder of wonders, he hasn't trashed it yet. Trashing his cage is one of his favorite activites, especially when he's decided that it is time for him to have his treats and I have for some reason been impertinent enough not to comply with His Majesty's desires. The white plastic floor covers have been taking the brunt of his wrath for the most part; you'd think he'd appreciate their existence, since they keep his fuzzy tootsies off the wire floor, but he's often more interested in flinging them than parking his bunny butt on them.
The new cage has so far been working out well; cleaning it was easier in some ways (cleaning the cage floor) and not quite as easy in others (getting all the loose hay out), but overall it wasn't a strain, so that's a relief. The cage door has taken some getting used to, because it opens inward instead of outward, but we've adapted to it for the most part. The most amusing part is how Mickey responds to it; as soon as he sees me unlatch it, he's pulling at it and trying to get it open. If I close the door and leave it unlatched--for example, in order to clean his dishes before feeding him--he'll go spazbunny on the door. Of course, this had to be captured on video:
As you can see, the floor covers got it first. I particularly love the toy toss at the end--a parting "hmph!", so to speak--and the ear in the water dish, which seems to cool him down in more ways than one. I'm half tempted to leave it unlatched sometimes--Lord knows Mr. Lazybun can use the occasional workout. ;)