Puddin' has warmed up to me a great deal, I must say! At first he kept trying to run down m'jumper and hide but late last night he became very animated, runnin' round in circles and trying to write with a quill! Oh, he's very clever. He doesn't REALLY sleep on a feather pillow, but curiously enough did have a sort of mop o'hair which curled quite charmingly until I brushed it so many times that it seemed t'lose shape and look like any other ickle rat's fur.
But he does like to slurp from m'tea cup, see!
And then VERY late last night I had a grand time dressing him up in some of th'outfits I conjured up with a transfiguration or two. A FEW of my housemates seemed to think this a thankless pasttime, but I daresay they really DON'T KNOW the pleasure of playing with such a bright, cuddly creature!
JUST LOOK HOW PUDDIN' CAN DANCE!
AND LOOK AT HIM MAKE HORRIBLE MUGGLE MUSIC!
AND LOOK AT HIM IN A FUNNY HAT!
Hee! Oooh.. look at that! I think he knows his name!