I know what you were all thinking.
Yesterday was a big cleaning day, and trying to get the dogs settled with their new Porch Potty. Lots of movement, noise, banging around...
So for the day I moved the kids up to the front, so they could sleep. After the ruckus calmed down, I moved them back to the normal cage. (Just moving the bag as they slept.)
They get up at their normal time, and they are full of energy, bouncing off the walls to get out. Everyone is their usual selves except Mrs. Frisby.
Mrs. Frisby is on a rampage.
She actually attacked Chelsea. And she kept biting me too! Not hard enough to break the skin mostly, but hard.
She actually 'turned around' on Chelsea...
(Chelsea's big game is to slowly...stealthily...put her nose right into the glider's butt--and leave it there.)
Frisby actually turned around, grabbed Chelsea's nose in both hand and started laying on the bites. Hard enough to make her wince and cry. I TSSK'D and shooed her off....then she runs around and grabs Chelsea's lip. Had to pull off with my hands---lip stretching out like rubber. That one did draw blood.
Then she tries to crawl into Chelsea's ear and starts chewing.
I had to put her back in the cage for the night. :-(
There was no crabbing....weird. I would figure that in an anger or fear-based attack I would hear some crabbing.
She also became so over-fascinated with a spot on my knee that she chewed it bloody. Bites on my arms and hands. Only one drew a little blood. She was on a rampage....no explanation. :-(
Everyone else was very active but otherwise normal. Only Frisby went nuts.