It was a good day! Quorra ate for me for the first time. She very efficiently took care of a hopper mouse and then snuggled up under her warm rock after I put her back (I pulled her out to feed in a tub just in case anything went wrong). My friend's underweight 2 month old normal named Wombat (poor little guy only weighs 66 grams still) also managed to scarf down a hopper. Lastly my little buddy Munch finished off the fuzzy mouse we tried to feed Wombat last week, which he killed, but wouldn't eat. Munch didn't need another meal since that was his fifth rodent in the last 20 days so he's far from starving. He's starting to become my rodent garbage disposal whenever there's leftovers. I am clearly balls out crazy at this point and it's taking everything I have to resist buying more. Holding some beautiful BELs today at my local shop didn't help!