Meet Moses and Brownie.
They're certainly cute. However... the reason I was asked to take them was that shelter life was stressing them out. Moses and Brownie were chasing and spatting. We had a calm ride home and the two boys settled right in, explored the cage, then took a nap.
That was the quiet before the storm.
The in-your-face chattering and ninja leap attacks started after dinner. My first impression is that Moses is getting a little too full of himself. He was right in Brownie's face. Brownie doesn't look eager to engage, but is not backing down to this pipsqueak punk.
The shelter may have triggered the stress fighting, but these two are acting like teenagers. Ugh. Teenage boys - I think that's worse.
