I got Mocco and his twin brother Asher when they were three weeks old, and had to feed them formula with an eye dropper. End to end, they were both shorter than a spoon. Mocco hates when I leave for work in the morning, becuase it means he has to get up from sleeping on my chest. So the next best thing is playing stowaway in my backpack.
being brushed, drinking out of the fish tank
spinach, peach yogurt
snuggling, grooming his human's hair when I get out of the shower