Myrtle thinks everything she does should involve me. She carries food with her, gets on the back of my recliner and crumbs into my hair.It is 6 pm. I already told my babies "nite nite" like Rambo says. Myrtle is on my shoulder watching me type (I put her to bed twice) and I can hear Rambo in a dark room and eating. I did not have this much trouble putting my kids to bed.
Not food in my hair yet, but its just a matter of time before it happens. Enya spends as much time as I let her in my hair she loves up there.
Myrtle likes to chew up plastic bottle caps and wood. I find chunks of those in my hair.
I try to avoid letting Corsair stay on my head. But she leaves food (and other presents) on my shoulders and lap. She makes a big mess with orange sections.
Myrtle does that too. It is when she is on the back of my recliner that my hair gets it.