Who: Chinchilla!Denise and anyone!
Where: The Infirmary
When: Sometime Monday
What: Adorable, potentially humiliating things. Namely, a dust bath.
Denise had been trying to resist her more animal urges thus far, but she could only hold off so long. Now...it was bath time. Chinchilla dust bath time.
She scampered across counters, nibbling open the caps of all the pharmaceutical-grade talcum powder bottles and knocking them to the floor. After enough bottles had spilled their contents into a powdery drift, Denise made her way to the floor. She looked in all directions, trying to make sure that nobody else was in the area to see her...and then flopped into the powder-pile, rolling over and over gleefully and with abandon.