Recently I've been sick with a nasty kidney infection, it seems I can't go for an hour without wanting to close my eyes and just the exertion of changing my sheets leaves me drenched in a clammy sweat. Now I'm not contagious, just ill, and though Chichi ( aka P-pain I-in T-the A-a$$ ) may have missed some exercise periods earlier on, I didn't want him to miss out continuously so I've been wrapping myself in a blanket so I won't get chilled, and sitting down in the corner of the play area to supervise him.
Needless to say this is astonishing to our bold young chinchilla. He's not use to me sitting in one place and with an accessible full size blanket!! Ohho what fun. He usually begins by climbing to my shoulder, and proud of his courage he'll groom himself and them turn his attention to me.
Tsking softly to himself about the state of my eyebrows, he tugs them, he pulls them, he nips them ... but only on my right side. When I finally rouse myself enough to unwrap my arm to give him a scratch and a shoo... he races down the blanket and up the other side. There to sit on my opposite shoulder and softly mutter under his breath about my lack of appreciation for his grooming skills. The minute I tighten the blanket around me, he scoots back over to my right shoulder again to have another go at my unruly brow line.
He's never done this before. He's jumped on my lap and he loves to sit on my feet and sing to me, but this is the first time he's ever been so consistently physical with me.
Your opinions please, do you think he realizes that I'm not well and is trying to make me feel better? Or does he realize in my weaken state I'm easy prey? :laughitup::laughitup:
PS I have cut back on the pain medication because I was terrible afraid that I would nod off in the play area and wake up with only one eyebrow left..
Needless to say this is astonishing to our bold young chinchilla. He's not use to me sitting in one place and with an accessible full size blanket!! Ohho what fun. He usually begins by climbing to my shoulder, and proud of his courage he'll groom himself and them turn his attention to me.
Tsking softly to himself about the state of my eyebrows, he tugs them, he pulls them, he nips them ... but only on my right side. When I finally rouse myself enough to unwrap my arm to give him a scratch and a shoo... he races down the blanket and up the other side. There to sit on my opposite shoulder and softly mutter under his breath about my lack of appreciation for his grooming skills. The minute I tighten the blanket around me, he scoots back over to my right shoulder again to have another go at my unruly brow line.
He's never done this before. He's jumped on my lap and he loves to sit on my feet and sing to me, but this is the first time he's ever been so consistently physical with me.
Your opinions please, do you think he realizes that I'm not well and is trying to make me feel better? Or does he realize in my weaken state I'm easy prey? :laughitup::laughitup:
PS I have cut back on the pain medication because I was terrible afraid that I would nod off in the play area and wake up with only one eyebrow left..
