Two strange things we found out, totally by chance, this week:
1) Zhukov hates punk. Although he's normally indifferent to mildly interested when music is played, when we watched a film of a Sex Pistols concert on Sky Arts, Zhukov spent several minutes looking at us with a shocked and pained expression (as if saying "you guys don't really like this stuff, do you?"), flattening his ears, and eventually slinking up to the bedroom where he spent the evening being standoffish to us until he decided we'd been punished enough for our poor taste.
2) Ayesha likes pink. She's been inseparable from Cartoonhead, her pink toy mouse, since we bought it for her. Unfortunately he's now approaching his last legs, and so we've been trying to find an acceptable replacement. All toys of the same approximate size, texture and shape she ignores; however, when I brought home a little pink stuffed cat (now christened "Pinky"), she pounced on it and has been carrying it around ever since.
