Either that, or I'm losing my memory. You choose.

About three years ago I got a new cholla perch for Peanut. After carefully introducing it to him (as with most introductions, this involved several tasty seeds) I put it on the roof of his house. Here's a photo I managed to snap at just the right moment, of Peanut ON the cholla perch.

And where is that cholla perch now? you ask.

Why, it's inside Peanut's house.

And when did that happen? you ask.

Why, I have no idea.

And did Peanut wake up in the middle of the night screaming because there was something new in his cage?

Why, no, not that I recall.

So. It seems that my trepidations from a few days ago when I put the new sun deck in his house were unnecessary. Apparently, I am more obsessive compulsive stuck in my ways than Peanut.

You can see a bigger picture of Peanut's house, if you'd like. You may think that Peanut doesn't have many toys in his house, and I'd agree with you. In fact, he doesn't play with all the toys that he has. But since he's out of his house most of the time, playing with me, I don't worry too much.