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Posted by: RChurchTonight--or rather, this early morning, about 30 min. ago--Batman got into a very playful mood. After not being on his Stealth Wheel in forever, he got it into his head that he should work out. Maybe he understood me when I said we were bringing Catwoman home later today? Who knows. Either way, he decided he was going to get in shape.

So, while he was playing, I managed to steal his pouch for a washing! Muahahaha! Trying to out-maneuver him in the past was a no-go. I simply do not, as a human, have better reflexes than a sugar glider. That & he's in a parrot cage until the new cage comes in (also scheduled for tomorrow) so the doors slide UP & really stinks. Or they unlatch from overlapping each other on top. Which is how I managed to finally take his pouch away.

EW...! For you veteran Suggie slaves out there, you know what a mess I found! Lots of meal worm husks, and a few blueberries he decided he was either saving for later, or he was using them for a pillow. I have no idea.

The progress? He usually dives for his pouch the moment I approach. Tonight, he ate his food while I was watching him, paying me no mind. Got on his wheel & likewise paid me no mind. When I opened the top of the cage, he didn't cower. He just keep playing. When I returned to see if he missed his pouch, he didn't really seem to bothered & left the one I made for him alone. He sat in it & swung in it for a bit, but other that that, no motions whatsoever that showed that he was afraid of me. At most, I think he had a healthy "keep away, don't get too close" sort of caution & so I respected his space. But this is leaps & bounds in progress! YAY!!

The best part of tonight is that we got to play a little with the feather teaser I got. He'd chase me all around his cage with that thing! LOL! I really wish I could take him out tonight but his pouch needs a washing & I don't think he'd appreciate me man handling him out of his cage for a little bathroom time. Not yet, anyway. All in due time. He hasn't even known me for a month yet. I can wait.

I should be in bed. We're supposed to wake up at 7 am to get ready to pick up Catwoman. Overall, it's not a bad drive: just an hour and a half away one way. And then a trip to the vet for her well check & fecal smear/float & hope everything turns out OK.

Then the quarantine begins & I have barking between the two all night long to look forward to. But hey, it beats Batman being all mopey & lethargic all night long, where I have to check on him & make sure he's eating & got enough toys to occupy him until the day his cage mate arrives.

I am really looking forward to the end of the quarantine, when everything checks out OK for them both & we can start the bedding swap, etc. And of course, when they become glued together like peanut butter & jelly. You have no idea how jealous I am of you with the photos of your bonded pairs, all cute & cuddly & happy looking. I want that for my Babies.

There's something about seeing other people's happiness that just increases your own happiness, I guess. :)

Posted by: danigirlI got my suggies last night.. I am so blessed they only crabbed on the ride home. At home they ate from my hand and no crabbing at night! So now names? I have twin boy and a girl. I Like comic books like maybe batgirl? lol Or anything funny and cute! And do you clean the cage when they are sleeping? I'm afraid to wake them up? I'm so excited!

Posted by: KarenGI purchased my first glider today after much thought and research. I saw my first one two years ago and have wanted one ever since. He is remarkable. If anyone can give me some pointers on bonding with him, I would greatly appreciate it. He has taken a grape from my hand and he did come out of his pouch for additional food but that's about it so far. He did chatter loudly at me for interrupting his sleep earlier, too. Thanks for any help you provide.

Posted by: RememoI purchased a new cage for our gliders. The old one wasn't bad, but I wanted to get them something taller. The new cage is much louder than the old, as the new one is powder coated and the old one was vinyl coated.

I have been doing 45 minutes to an hour of tent time each evening, hoping to build some trust. I feed them bits of chicken or turkey, and attempt to bribe them to crawl on me. Last night both gliders were crazy, even the normally laid back one was running around the tent, but it was Snack, the outgoing glider that made a breakthrough of sorts.

I was sitting on my knees with my arms crossed and my elbows on my thighs. I was wearing my "bonding" t-shirt. Snack was running around the tent, when she suddenly walked over and began chomping on my bare elbow.
I took the bites, which weren't that painful. She then ran back to the corner of the tent, climbed the tent wall and jumped from the wall onto my chest.

I jumped a bit, because they had never wanted to be in contact with me before this point. She walked over my shoulder, down my back and calmly made her way back onto the tent floor.

I was pretty excited. My wife was bummed because she wasn't in the tent with me on this particular night.

Oh... Snick and Snack don't appear to like blueberries. So, no squash, no blueberries, and no blackberries. They're not making it easy.

Posted by: sugarglidercutieok so I am thrilled to get a male glider and I am sure Tink will be too my boyfriend is wanting to name him lol O NO well he likes the name Gizmo he wanted to call Tink Gizmo until I was like uh sweetheart Tink is a girl lol


can't wait :p

Posted by: RChurchSo I bit the bullet today & bought the cage we want for our Suggies. Had to put it--as well as so many other things--on my credit card because we are now BROKE. LOL!

Babies are expensive. Unexpected babies are even MORE expensive. I wish I had time to plan for all of this. I'm not a spontaneous person. I like order & planning, research, thorough discussions, etc.

All I have to say is, thank God for credit cards! I didn't want to wait on getting this because I know if I put it off, it could be put off indefinitely & if I think *I* hate using the parrot cage--getting in & out of it, feeling cramped as heck--I have no idea how Batman feels.

I know it's expensive but you can't put a price tag on those you love. I'm only going to do this once so I might as well do it RIGHT. Right? Right. :)

Posted by: RChurchWe got him neutered yesterday, & his fecal float/smear test came back negative. Yay! The doc placed his age somewhere between 1-2 years & said nothing about his weight so I suppose he is neither underfed nor overfed. She of course did mention the condition of his cracked fur but she said that as I was placing him on a good diet, that it will definitely improve with time.

His right eye has a milky spot on it & she said that was due to an ulcer that was never properly looked at & yes, she believes his vision in that eye may indeed be compromised. :(

We got his nails done, too. It only made sense since we were already there.

He spent most of the day with either one or the other in his bonding pouch. Then we tried tent time but he wasn't interested in coming out. I can't say I blame him considering the last time he came out, he got neutered! The poor guy is probably wondering what we're going to take next.

I made him a nice meal of blueberries & watermelon, with a salad of spring mix & cucumber with honey drizzle dressing. Despite the honey, he took no interest in eating the spring mix. (I'm trying to get him to eat something to up his Calcium but Baby won't have none of that!)
I then tried to coax him into having some orange but again, he snubbed it.

When it was very late into the evening (about 2am), we went to place him back in his cage & we got crabbed at! :) I definitely saw this as a good sign that he is bonding to us, that he would rather be with us, than without. Nevertheless, it was time for the little guy to stretch his paws & move around a bit.

This morning at 7am, he barked at us for the first time. It melted my heart into my socks. He knows we belong to him & will cater to his whims. Not only did he NOT make a mad dash for his pouch when I turned on the light, but allowed me to pet his belly through the cage bars. When I placed my whole hand to cover the area of the cage that would cup him, he didn't move for several heartbeats. He just stayed there, and slowly ambled back to his pouch. He shivers less now when he's looking at us. It's so nice to see that we're earning his trust!

Then again, we are careful not to disrespect him. If he wants his space, we give it. We wait to see what he's comfortable with. And we talk & sing to him A LOT.

Even though we spent all day with him (minus the hour he was in surgery, exams, etc.), I still wish we could have had MORE time with him. I am very much looking forward to the day where he'll come out of the pouch & sit on my shoulder, or snuggle in my bra, or play with us using the feather toy we got him.

I would love to hear more chirps & barks. I'd like a facehug one day. :)

Posted by: Efula32The past couple days I have been playing my girls and I noticed that they were not acting like themselves. Usually when they are out both are rambunctious and always managed to run and climb on me. This week not so much. It was almost like they were afraid of me. I couldn't figure it out and I got worried. But today....
Those two goofballs were not afraid of me, but I "think" that they were afraid of my sock monkey slippers. When they both were out they hardly came by me, they would not go near my feet or legs. That got me thinking: the darn slippers! To prove my theory I put on a different pair of slippers and they were all over them, up my legs, all over me...yep. My fuzzies didn't like my sock monkey slippers! LIL goofs!

Posted by: KarlieloveI got to another baby :D Pookie really needed a Friend. So Pookums is her sister. ive been doing the thirty day quarantine and switching their pouches toys and stuff. Pookie hisses at her here and there. Pookie is such a spoiled brat. i can tell shes some what jealous because she marking me more then usual. When i go to pet pookums, pookie wants nothing to do with me.Hopefully they end up loving each other. i cant wait to have them snuggle up in my shirt.

Posted by: RChurchTomorrow marks a full week that Batman's been in our hearts & home. What a week! It's strange because looking back, he was what might be considered an unplanned adoption.

I'm not sure as to the exact moment I first heard about Batman. My boss told me her son got a Sugar Glider for a pet. I think it might have been a year ago, or it could have been 6 months. Time flies when you're over 21, work a steady schedule & don't have a 9-5 job. But I remember asking, "What's a Sugar Glider?" I've never heard of them before. So she told me the little that she new: they were cute, they were little & they ate bits of fruit. Being curious & hungry for knowledge, I looked them up on Google images to just get an idea. She was right. They were darned cute! And I remember thinking, "I want one." And then pushed the thought out of my mind. I'm not a pet-owning kind of girl. But God & the Universe must have heard me, because what I got was not any Sugar Glider. As you know, I got Batman.

Let me explain the "not a pet-owning kind of girl" comment. I love animals. I love them so much, I think it's kind of selfish to grab them out of their natural environment for my pleasure, to keep ME company. It would be one thing if animals could talk. Then I could ask, "Hey, you want a place to live, away from natural predators, pesticides, construction work & other modern man-made hazards that can kill you both quickly & painfully?" And if they said yes, that was what they absolutely wanted, well then, I would know they come to me out of a matter of choice & love. And if they wanted to leave me, they would have that option, too. I'm really big on freedom.

I'm also big on having my own freedom. Parents say it all the time, "Having a pet is a HUGE responsibility." At 37 years old, I've got plenty of responsibilities. Having more was not on my agenda. I've got bills to pay, family & friends to visit, & I like just being able to sit down & do whatever I want or nothing at all on the weekends. There is a wonderful joy about not having to do anything on your time off. But I'm just fooling myself. Freedom from responsibility may be one of the answers I shied away from having a pet, but it's certainly an answer of the mind & not the heart. My heart was broken many years ago.

I had a small dog when I was in my high school years that I loved dearly. He was the last pet I ever had. When he died, I couldn't go to work. I'd think of him, ball myself up and just cry. I never wanted to know that sort of pain again. Never. Never again.

Yet here I am, some 17-19 years later, part of me thinking I must have lost my mind...but all of me just overjoyed. I never knew what a hole I had in my heart until I adopted Batman. But God & the Universe knew that in order for me to heal that hole, the only way to tempt me, was to someone who needed me right in my path.

And Batman needed a forever home. He belonged to an acquaintance of mine who could no longer attend to him, if attend he ever did. He was in a too-small cage, on no particular diet, stalked by two cats, neglected by his owners, man-handled into baths, without a cage mate, & gone through 2 homes in a short amount of time. He's been traumatized. While I am not about taking animals out of their natural environment, he's already out of his natural environment so the best I can do is give him a loving home.

Not that I didn't fight the idea at first. At first, I thought he was a well-cared for pet. So, I fought for my constancy. Let him go to another. My husband has a bigger heart & he is less afraid to get his heart broken than I am. But as I love my husband, I wanted to make him happy & so we agreed to take Batman in. It wasn't until I saw him in his cage & witnessed his appearance, his poor diet that it dawned on me that this was fate. He was meant to come to us; we were meant to receive him.

In one week, he's had a bigger cage, been fed a better diet, given toys, talked to, sung to, petted in his cage, carried in the bonding pouch, has an appointment with the vet tomorrow, and a cage mate plans in the making.

He's still shy but then again, so am I. And it's only been a week. Friendships take time to cultivate. I have to earn his love & trust. I have to prove to him I'm not going anywhere. Except, perhaps, to the store. To get him more treats, more toys, more Glider Proofing of the apartment, or to work to make this all possible.

I don't think it's a coincidence that Batman's in our lives. We've all had rough & unhappy childhoods. When I saw that this Sugar Glider's life matched ours, I knew he belonged amongst us. This can only be Fate.

Posted by: sugarglidercutieOMG talk about hyper my little fuzzball is super hyper running out and jumping OMG when is my tent going to arrive I can't let Tink run around to much there is many places she can hid(my room is the only place besides the closet where she plays) she bit several times me when I took her out cuz she was like 'mommy put me down I want to play'



here's a question for yall I have been trying to teach Tink to not bit ever since I got her but she still does is there anything else that I may not have done already?

Posted by: spyderwmnI need to rehome my baby. I'm having health problems and cannot take care of her properly. All I'm asking is a small fee of $75 for her, her cage, and her pouches. I love her dearly. I live in the Reading, PA area.

 

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