No Ordinary Moments

Ah, Zuko...What can Cat possibly write about you this time? Actually, LOTS! There is always something happening here with the REAL RAW RATTIE FAMILY!
Take last night. Alter ego Zuko was laid aside as Chev, for the first time EVER, lay sprawled on Cat's forearm while Cat petted him with her other hand. He just stayed there for what seemed like a long time, letting Cat stroke him.
"You don't have Mille to groom you anymore, do you?" Cat empathized with Chev at the loss of his brother.
Cat continued to coddle Chev, then started to get tired as 10 minutes had passed and she was standing in this rather awkward position. There just happened to be a chair a few feet away and as she slowly and carefully sat herself down, that was Zuko's trigger to come to life! That ended Cat's pet therapy session and Chev's caregiver grooming service.
Today, Cat felt, as she has many times in the past, that Zuko was just like a beautiful little pup. He paddled into the bathroom and jumped into the garbage to munch on goodies & treats as if Halloween happened every day. He made his perusal of the apartment, checking the odors of the shoes on the stairs and in the closet, skirted around the living room where he found it rather dull as Daddy was off at work, and then darted back into the kitchen where he found a cozy spot in the old sleeping bag Cat had thrown down and curled into a ball to take a much needed nap. Later in the day, he followed Cat around, digging in the plants on the balcony as Cat did the laundry (Oooh, not that parsely was not up his alley!), hiding behind the kitchen cart where it was warmer than outside (fall has arrived, Zuko!), and supervising Cat as she cleaned the home cage to make sure it was clean AND had some cozy new papers for his room AND had the food that he had hidden in the dining room. Of course, he stayed on Cat's shoulder for a bit as she did some chores around the house, then, tired of his adventures, he slipped back into the sleeping bag and cozied up in its warmth.
"Oh, Zuko, don't tell me you're becoming a grandpa now!" Cat complained teasingly.
No response.
When Cat checked, he was curled up in a ball. He opened one eye slightly as if to say, "What? What do you want?" then closed it back as Cat crept away.
Night, night, Chev/Zuko!