Whenever we go to Florida and stay at the Jensens’, Trey loves playing with Snooky. They’ve had the cat for years and it used to be quite grumpy. With age Snooky has softened up a bit and tolerates Trey’s constant touching, carrying, and petting.

On this last visit, he bothered her a bit too much one day and she bit him. He came in crying but her teeth hadn’t even broken the skin. After a stern lecture about giving the cat some space we let him go back outside. What was he doing five minutes later? Carrying her around again. I guess she needs to bite him a bit harder next time to get her message across.