First of all, an update on my boys.
They're still happily living in a big ol' two level cage with a divider down the middle separating Wiggley from Narco and York. It took time, but I got used to it. They're happier this way... by "this way," I mean not trying to kill one another.
Here's Wiggle-butt:
And Narco:
And York (who isn't nearly as stinky as he used to be, but still makes a mess everywhere on a daily basis):
