I've had Dasha for almost five months now, and I'm just beginning to understand her. For the longest time I felt that my little suggie did not like me. Whenever I tried to play with her, all she would want to do is leap away from me. But lately I've noticed a pattern...
When I take her out during the day, she is the sweetest thing. I'll pick her up and she'll just look at me with those big round eyes of hers. I usually end up spending about 20 minutes just petting her and telling her how cute she is. I can tell she loves it because she'll lean her head back and shut her eyes with what looks like a tiny grin on her face. Most of the time after I'm done petting her, she'll spend a good 10 minutes licking my fingers as if she's returning the favor. She'll sleep in my sweatpants pocket, and will crawl into her pouch as soon as she lays her eyes on it.
Then the moon climbs into the sky. And that's when Dasha begins her transformation to Ms. Hyde.
I swear, she does a complete 360! This alter-ego of hers never fails to shock me. What was once mommy's sweet angel becomes a pain in mommy's butt. Forget trying to hold her in that weird grip, she will just do everything in her power to escape, and that includes digging her sharp claws into my skin or gnawing on my finger, all the while squirming and struggling. So I'll release my gentle grip, allowing her to hop onto my shoulder, but only after she pees on my hand. I've learned to take that stunt as a compliment.
Staying put on my shoulder is never an option. Nighttime Dasha will retreat to my backside 90% of the time. My best guess as to why she does that is because she knows that I can't reach her from there. But it's no matter since she will either jump off or race down my body to get to the ground.
This glider goes wild! She reminds me of the Flash the way she speeds down my body. Maybe even a little too fast for her own good. Once she reaches the floor, she's gone within seconds. Her most clever trick is sprinting across the room and hiding under my dresser. If I'm lucky, I can coax her out with a string. If not, it's a waiting game. It's close to torture too. I get so nervous that she's going to get lost or hurt that sometimes her alter-ego makes it hard for me to be able to just let her do her thing and have fun.
I really need to either buy a tent, or make a sheet fort for us to play/bond in. That way she can have fun and I won't have to worry about her as much.