I went out to run some errands today and when I came back Pebble had already escaped out of his cage. I left a little hole on top of the cage open because George has the same cage and never jumped out once. Luckily none of the doors to outside was open and he jumped from under the heavy curtains when I lifted it up to look for him. and now? He's sleeping in the food dish, hehe.

Oh and I think I'm going to call him Pebble instead of Gershwin from now on.