Post by Die Fledermaus on Sept 30, 2008 18:36:37 GMT -4
Just finished cleaning some mice tanks and sexing them.
I ended up with one big tank of males, and almost all of them were hiding in the farthest highest corner; much squeaking; fighting. Chasing too.
I located the bully and he is now eight feet in front of me in a Habitrail Mini at this moment spinning in the hanging wheel. I've not had a mouse there in some time, not after a death a few months ago. Nice to have one. he seems OK - and the mouse tank. . . what a difference! The terror is over! All the mice, mostly smaller than the bully, are foraging and exploring, and there is no squeaking.
Excellent.
I ended up with one big tank of males, and almost all of them were hiding in the farthest highest corner; much squeaking; fighting. Chasing too.
I located the bully and he is now eight feet in front of me in a Habitrail Mini at this moment spinning in the hanging wheel. I've not had a mouse there in some time, not after a death a few months ago. Nice to have one. he seems OK - and the mouse tank. . . what a difference! The terror is over! All the mice, mostly smaller than the bully, are foraging and exploring, and there is no squeaking.
Excellent.
