My husband forgot to bring Dexter back to his cage before going to bed, so Dexter was out all night on the desk.
So, he starts stepping all over the phone, and suddenly I wake up in my room, (the desk is in the living room) with a blaring, 'if you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again', over and over again. I also hear other crashing noises.
So I get up to find Dexter huddled in his favorite spot on the desk, (we call it his nest-u) wide eyed, and stiff.
The poor thing scared himself silly!

I pick him up, and I gave him lots of scritches, and kisses

I felt so bad, but when I put him in his cage, he was like, "What I'd do? Let me back out!"
I ignored this, and went back to bed.
