Fritz sits in the corner of his small, plastic cage, a circle of air holes in the ceiling of it, the floor littered with sawdust and newspaper shredding. A short, inch tall boy, with blue wolf ears and tail, Fritz remained shyly in the corner of his cage, not making a scene of himself. He was happy to see the others enjoying their new owners, though.<br/><br/>((Been busy, too late to join in?))