So I go to work tonight and my mom left a little after I did, so she crated Juno. Which she does on a nearly daily basis. I get home from work, go to my room to let Juno out and surprise! She's not crated. First thing I notice is the rat cage pulled halfway across the room, the towel that I line the bottom with was pulled out (I don't even want to know how), wheel was knocked over, food bowl knocked over and food scattered everywhere, water bottle on the ground completely empty. The only thing right about this scene is that the rats were still in the cage and alive! I feel awful though, I don't know WHAT Juno did to the cage but it probably scared the crap out of those poor rats. Everything was knocked off my dresser. One of my stuffed animals was turned into a chew toy. And then I notice my algebra book. The algebra book that I was going to sell back to my school in 4 days. Front cover ripped off and shredded, corners chewed on. This algebra book was sitting on top of an unimportant book and a stack of papers... and she decides to destroy the thing that I was going to make money off of! My mom obviously just didn't shut the door right. Juno has mostly been forgiven--she's curled up in my lap at the moment --and I guess this just let's us know that she is a looooong way off being allowed any freedom when we're gone. Next time people tell me crating is cruel and ask why I do it, THIS is why!