My mommy bought them when they were two weeks old. They were not happy to be around humans and away from their mother. They squeaked, cried, ran and jumped. Daddy picked up Cuddles and he jumped out of daddy’s arm and ran inside the couch. We almost tore the couch apart trying to find him. We were so worried but when daddy flipped the couch, we saw that he was in the wooden arm chair inside of the leather sofa. There was one tinny hole where he could come out. We waited until midnight for him to come out but he didn’t. Mom was mad at daddy, Erik and I were sad. I put some food and water by the hole hopping that Cuddles would come out. He did after we went to sleep, ate the food, drank some water and went back in his hole. The next evening, I spotted him behind the other couch. Daddy caught him and put him back in his cage. Cuddles and Stuart were happy reunited brothers. We started playing with them and they started getting used to us.