remember when they came home with us, just over a month ago? how tiny and adorable their little faces were? they were happiest inside their new cage, which looked so very big and imposing. they had difficulty holding grapes and ate only the insides.
and then they got a little bigger. already adept at climbing the walls of their cage, we brought one at a time to sit with us on the couch and explore the cushions and blankets and squeeze in between people and try climbing on fabric surfaces. their nails got sharper.
|ivan is a fastidious groomer, even stopping while he is eating in order to wipe the juice from his muzzle.|
|life's a peach for this little guy|
ivan has been the easier to train so far. he is more adventurous than his brother, willing to seek out new spaces and try new challenges. diana has been able to prompt ivan to do a little leap from her lap to the cage's lower entrance door, where he promptly scrambles up and over the top and then squeezes between the cage and the wall, much to sheldon's interest.
|c'mon, sheldon, this is so easy! watch me go!|
|really, brother, it's quite interesting out here.|
|well, ivan, if you say so...|
diana handles both of them capably, despite the many scratches they have delivered by climbing on her with needle-sharp nails. she wears ivan on her shoulder, where he nuzzles into her hair and sniffs her ear and lets his tail rest down her front for balance. she thinks of him as a furry neckwarmer. sheldon is a little antsy about being up high but will peek out of a bathrobe pocket.
can you see how they have grown so much over the month? we can see beautiful color variations in ivan's fur, with some streaks of silver and grey, making him look even more regal. and sheldon's squiggly whiskers seem to coordinate well with his curly agouti fur. he always looks a bit blurry to me, even when he is still.
|ivan with orange slice|