oh hens, why the pooping...
so, despite nala having let him out early, right after nala left for the gym, hens decided to mess up the kitchen. 1 cup in = 5 cups out, as the case was this morning. from one end to the other.
he wouldnt come out (which is usual), so, I moved his hiding place. he cowered. I picked him up and carried him thru the minefield to the back door, where i discovered the hard way that he had also pooped on the rug.
i stuck his nose in it, did the "did you do this?" voice, and he went running back into the other room, where he cowered in a different hiding place. this time, when i reached down to pull him forward by the collar, he bit me.
i picked him up again, and carried him back out to the kitchen. he of course wouldnt eat. he just stood there, and then ran away again to his first hiding place.
i cleaned up the mess. i coaxed him out with a friendly voice calling him from outside the back door. eventually we were friendly again.
but why the pooping? *sigh* why??? must spend time playing ball with him this weekend and becoming friends again.