The first human tyrant was spent his time in his cot and playpen, away from furry noses and grubby paws. We had a room for him too learn to crawl and walk undisturbed by the furry tyrants. The room was off limits to the furries - they would sit crowded outside the baby gate and watch the little one try to pull himself up to stand on his little toddler feet.
Well.. about the second human tyrant...
Now that we know the furry tyrants have no jealousy issues (we want biscuits biscuits biscuits please mommy), are not at all interested in smaller humans (biscuits biscuits biscuits now!), and is not likely to maul or claw or eat the baby up (biscuits!! biscuits!!), we're now more relaxed with the second human tyrant. As you can guess, the furry tyrants are more fixated on biscuits than babies
No more special room for him to learn his motor skills. This baby gets free rein to go adventuring all over the living room floor.
The tyrants are very tolerant. Tagar lets him tug her ears and fur (she snaps at the older human tyrant for doing the same, but she checks if its baby, then she lets him carry on). Togo lets him pull his legs, and Gamby is forever trying to lick his face.
