The Rb had a near-disaster yesterday. I have long given him wiffle balls to chase and chew... never had a problem until yesterday. He chewed holes in this one, as usual, and then managed to stick his foot through the big hole, and then on through the smaller one, with his toes finding their way backwards trough outer holes. Hard to describe, but suffice to say that he was peg-legging around the bottom of the cage in circles, dragging and thumping the ball which was lodged and locked halfway up his right leg. I heard a banging noise and ran to check. I'll never know how I did it, but I pinned him against the grate and worked that ball off his foot. He was fine.
No more wiffle balls.
Here's the culprit, now in the trash.
No more wiffle balls.
Here's the culprit, now in the trash.