Or, more prosaically, Eggs Take a Bath.
Because they are getting a wee bit....fragrant.
I noticed it when we were last out. Since they've been sitting stashed in their carrier on my desk, all padded by their blankie and latest hats and I-cord O-rings, and my desk sits in the coldest place in my house (unless it's in the middle of summer, in which case it is the hottest place, besides the always heated iguana room), any molecular exchange between Eggs and my Nose has been limited.
So, a bath.
Here they are in their covered hot tub:
And here they are with the cover removed: