Boy am I in trouble. I had to put Stache back in his house when I went downstairs to eat dinner. He was not pleased, even though I assured him that I would be back to let him out again. I scarfed down my dinner and came back 10 mins later, like a good bun momma, and let him out again. I was greeted by a butt and then an unhappy glare. He preceeded to sit inside his house and look at me. No amount of coaxing could get him to leave his house. Then, he decides to hop out! He goes over to the corner and I start talking to him, telling him how happy I am that he has decided to come out. He looks at me, blinks, then hops back into his cage. I look at the floor and there is poo all over it. Now he uses his litter box , with the exception of that one time, even if he is out. He will hop back in his house to go then continue on his merry adventures. I really do have a vengeful bun on my hands.