Tarek was surprised when she motioned for a writing instrument at least he believed that was what it was.  He had never heard of a pet writing before, other than simply drawings. Moving to the kitchen counter he grabbed a pen and notepad before moving back over and setting it down in front of her taking the brush from her hand, and moving to get the milk from the refrigerator and offering some to her. Once done he put it back and moved to stand behind her and start brushing her hair.<br/><br/>Her hair was long and beautiful and unlike any hair he had ever felt before. It was a tangled mess though and he did his best to be gentle when brushing out the knots. He did not want to hurt her, she had been good and as such he had decided to reward her by letting her sit at the table and even eat the same food as him. He watched her as she began to use the pen and paper as he continued to brush her hair gently until all of the knots were gone. He had no idea what to do with it beyond brushing it straight so he moved back to his seat and said down smiling over at her. He had enjoyed the simple act of brushing her hair.<br/>