On Sunday metalrabbit and I headed out to Dun Laoghaire to run an errand and while we were there we decided to visit the local petshop to ooh and aah at the various small fuzzy creatures inside (one of life's guilty pleasures). Twenty minutes and a hundred quid later we wandered out with a new cage for the dudes, probably twice the size of the one they have at the moment. They've taken well to their new home, there was even *scampering* at one point.
The guy in the petshop was quite nice, he knocked ten quid off the price (which was low to begin with) and all the while was playing with some variety of chilean squirell. I'd love to get one except I'm sure the dudes would kick the bejeesus out of it.