Sometimes, if it is dry and I have time, I will put my old coat down on the ground and sit on it to talk to any Minions who want a chat or a hug.
Some want to talk and others – today it was Newt, Albie and Storm – want to just “minion”, ie investigate, be hugged, noseys kissed and eat me or my coat.
I am considered fair game and as long as there are no real teefs (ie, not even a feel), then I love spending time with them.
They are (mostly) good boys and never step on my feet or legs – just politely walking around me.
Obviously gently investigated first.
Actually, I do trust them. When there has been a sudden something, they have jumped away or over rather than onto me.
While Albie just wanted hugging, Newt helpfully stood on my coat. I was going nowhere.
I spent a peaceful 20 minutes being gently nuzzled and lightly groomed. I could’ve stayed there all day.