Moo clearly wasn’t feeling that great today. Being woken up an hour earlier than usual for her weekend clean out did not put her in a good mood. In fact we were actually rather concerned, as far from her normal bubbly, excitable self, Moo was really quite docile. A docile Moo is in complete contrast to her normal behaviour. Instead of climbing all over me, the sofa and up the wall, Moo was just sitting squat in my hand, with her little Moo behind doing that twitchy thing that it does.
Moo’s treat of an egg biscuit didn’t even wake her up. With her ears flat and her eyes squinting, she jostled around with the overside biscuit for only a few seconds, before reversing back into Moo Mountain leaving the biscuit only partially nibbled to the side. Normal Moo behaviour would be to hurl the biscuit around the cage, running about with it between her teeth like a crazy dog with a bone.
Thankfully though, by the time night came, Moo was a little more her usual self. Seeking out her overflowing bowl and ramming her face right in the middle of the pile of food: