Morning plurk, my glider melted my heart last night. Gave her a whole room to play in (don't worry its baby-proofed) and came back to her curled up inside my purse with her head poking out, nestled against my wallet because it smells like me
they aren't technically domesticated so I always tell myself they're just food motivated sort of like a reptile (my fluffy lil dragons) but then they do stuff like this like ahhhhh ♡♡♡ you just want meeee and to be held?!