He used to bite me around 4 times. But now he never bite me. He learned that whenever he bite my hand, I used to act crying painfully. The last time he bite me when he thought that my hand was mealies. It's my fault because I didn't feed him earlier before goin to work, end up he gobbled up the mealies & accidentally bite my hand.
Shiny quills, after the final rinse with drops of baby oil.
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I noticed that he lost quit many quills recently. I checked the quills & no sign of mites as the white ball remain intact at the end of it., but he has quite a flaky skin, so I decided to bath him with drops of oil. After I bath him yesterday, I found that no dropped quills at all inside his box.
Home sweet home. Welcome to my crib!
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My squeaky clean wheel
p/s: Thanks mum for brushing it passionately
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The width of the wheel & my fatty bum
The birdview of my current terrace (Can't afford to buy a mansion right after installing the Ferris wheel at my front lawn

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I owned the box...LIKE A BOSS!
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OK, the small box above my igloo was my first 'home'. Few days later, my mum upgraded to the current housing after she caught me escaped twice

. Now it became the storage box for my supplements, foods etc etc
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