Today I introduced him to a small piece of hazelnut, which went down well.
I have noticed, however, that at treat time, he crams them all in his mouth at the same time, before running of to eat or hide them. Not sure if this is normal for adolescent goos or not. He certainly knows how to eat and will camp on the food pile for ages, lol.
On the plus side, they now both nap next to each other during the day, albeit in separate cages.
Wonderful!! WOOHOO!! Maybe in his past he has experienced slim pickings, or something he doesn't like very much, so he is fearful of too little or of losing what he likes so much now that he is in your home and has such tasty food.
1 Bichon/Shi-t-zu Ollie (b'gollie), 1 Standard poodle, Indie
Lol I think we need pictures! Sounds like they may have sorted the problem for you with the patter of tiny paws?
Being dragged through life on Bernard the Bike, with Squidgygoo (RIP), Spidergoo, Scaredygoo (RIP), Sillygoo, Sausagegoo, Smashygoo (aka Spud), Snoozygoo, Sneakygoo, Pootle (RIP), Perkin (RIP), Fidget (RIP) and Twitch (RIP) the pillions.........
Spoke to the pet shop where Reggie had been living and they confirmed s/he had been living alone for 5 months so hopefully there won't be pups! They admitted that they had taken the previous owners word that Reggie was a boy and not checked themselves and s/he had been with his brothers for 24 hours when s/he went 'rogue' and started attacking the cage mates.
Given the ages involved etc, I think the others were male and poor Reggie was having to fight them off.
Anyway, be Reggie a boy or girl, s/he is welcome here.
S/he is getting better on the wheel now, but still going for the stuttering jog instead of the smooth running. Introduced a whole hazelnut in the shell earlier, was fun to watch poor Reggie trying to pick it up, lol.
Ntg, apologies for my neighbour accosting you over the car, he really a not keep out of anything, lol.
Dixie is now self cleaning right next to him/her so I think it's odds on that Reggie is Regina.
Reggie has just broken cover for the day. I went to bed at 3 am and left her wheeling and calling for Dixie; she's off to see Wendy the vet later in the week for a health check and sex confirmation. But she's spent most of the day in bed, even to the point of me having to tap the den to wake her every few hours, each time she's been ferously hungry, so I think she's just exhausted herself.
Dixie just ignored her calls and carried on sleeping - he's such a bloke! But no chance of him sleeping now she's up and about, lol.