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So, it's been an interesting night. I came home from work and found Peter's enclosure a mess. Near as I can figure one of my dogs must have ran into the table that Peter sits on. It looked like his enclosure had been shaken a little bit. Substrate was a mess, water was empty, the enclosure wasn't in the exact spot I had left it in, so forth and so on. No big deal though, I like decorating so I'm cool rearranging Peter's room real quick. I grab his enclosure, some water, a spray bottle, catch cup, paint brush, and a dubia as a reward for being a good spider. And then the fun began. Today I learned that Peter has zero f*$#s to give lol. So, I open his enclosure and pull out his water cup and cork wood and start working on convincing Peter to go into the cup so I can get his room in order again. I couldn't help but laugh and I wish I could have recorded it cause it was funny as all get out. Every time I touched him with that stupid brush he would just turn and look at it. If I touched a leg he would just lift it up. If I touched a different leg he'd put the other one down and pick that one up. I'd try poking him in the butt again and he'd just turn around and look at the brush again. He didn't care. He just didn't care. I ended up having to put his wood back in, wait for him to decide to climb on it, pick it up with him aboard, and put both of them in the cup. I get everything looking nice again, even built him a nice little burrow if he wants to use it. I look over and he's walking around in the cup. I think, cool I can put the wood in and make everything look really cool again. I put the wood in and admire my work for a second then go to put Peter back in. I take the cup and tilt it over the enclosure and stick the brush in to try and get Peter to walk in. What's he do? He hops on the brush and starts walking up it... So, I turn the brush around thinking he'll keep walking and just walk on in to his room. Nope. He stops halfway, looks around, and heads back the way he came. So I turn the brush around again... and a third time. And finally Peter goes back to his room and immediately crawled under his wood and is currently pouting about his room being changed without his permission. And here I thought I had a little bit before the moody teen years. XD If you look closely at the picture you'll notice Peter's butt sticking out of his pouting spot. He's been there for about ten minutes now so I'm guessing it'll be tomorrow at least before I see him out and about again lol. Poor guy.