I look forward to reading all about the next chapter in Stewie's (& his slaves') life.
You nailed it!!!!!
He has us wrapped around his big bald toe!!!!
It took Stewie a few days of hyper activity to process his new life. He was all over his freshly cleaned cage marking, sniffing, getting his clean open environment pouch just right for just him. He'd drag a few bracelet pulleys in, rearrange his blankies just so-so. I'd hand him an army man, he'd drag it in, then toss it out. I made him a snuggle buddy with some fleece scrap, I rubbed in on our sheets for scent, he took it for a few days and tossed it out too. Then then he went to the bottom of the cage and just sat next to it. It was 7am, and almost his bedtime.
It was then I decided he had enough time by himself and I offered him "the hoodie". I pulled it over my head, arranged the hood so he get could see and climb in. He climbed out of the cage, jumped on my back and proceeded to climb in. We walked around a bit and I went in the kitchen near where I had the mealies. He climbed up to my shoulder and watched as I plucked a few into a bowl, and waited patiently. I offered, he attacked my fingers grabbed the worm with his mouth and dove back in to the hoodie.
By the third mealie, he decided no one was going to touch or pet him, so he just sat on my shoulder chewing away... I didn't offer him another one right away, and he patiently sat there watching the worms in the bowl, but not making a move to climb down and help himself.
Then it happened. He was getting impatient, and started sniffing my cheek, and then he pushed it with his nose. I looked at him and said, "Oh are you still there? I guess I forgot about you! Do you want another?" He sniffed my cheek and pushed again. And he got another mealie. When he was done, I waited, and he pushed me with his nose again... I told him this is the last one.. He ate it as I sat down the bowl and walked back to the living room to his cage. He had crawled back in the hoodie, and I tried to coax him out, but he had picked his bed for the day.
This wasn't the first time he's done this in the last couple of years since he came in our home, but it was so rare, and a privilege to have him join me for the day... That day was the beginning of our new life together, a new type of bonding
. Hubby and I take turns working with him.
He was meant to be a companion for Dot and Fiona. Now they're both gone so all he has is time and the two of us...
Next time, I'll tell you about Stewie deciding we wanted to move back in our bedroom...
Thanks for reading and y'all be safe out there...