Good Golly Miss Molly

Our venture into the word of sugar gliders came full circle this week. We cared for Molly, our son's glider, this past week while he was away on vacation. It was Molly who wormed her way into our hearts this time last year (under the same circumstances) and ultimately led us to adopt Foehn and CB, and six months later Virga and Cirrus. She is still a little sweetheart, although she was a little bit more nervous this year. That is no doubt due to the fact that there are four other gliders in the house and it's been awhile since she has seen me and M. However, after a day or two she was herself, and of course M spoiled her the whole week. M had a new pink sleeping pouch for her which Molly quickly took to. She also gave Molly some extra treats, and she had her own "keifer and meal worm" snack time that our gliders have every day. I spent some time in the tent with her each night, and on most nights she did not want to quit. I had to coax and/or bribe her into her pouch in order to get her back to her cage.  It made for long nights as I also had time in the the with our four usually before Molly. We're back on  regular schedule tonight as we returned Molly to our son last night.

Molly in her new sleeping pouch