Helena prefers the company of my sister. And my sister hers. I'm a lot more independent. I like to explore. I'm more of a challenge to 'control'.
I'm the 'Houdini' of the rat world; the board and wooden door could not keep me out of my 'playground'. When Helena entered the living room yesterday, and was obstructed by the fallen skis and affronted by the soil on the carpet, her approach to my capture was determined and she demonstrated no consideration to my needs.
This morning, for the first time, she took me outside. She sat me on her lap while she drank her coffee. I enjoyed that.
The smell of the great outdoors was inspiring to me and I was ready to explore it. But no, that marked the time for us to return indoors. Ho hum.
Better than nothing I guess. At least she's giving me SOME one to one attention. That's some improvement.
