Tonight I was in a cuddly mood. I had been busy playing all day, so in the end I was over-exhausted. I was sitting on Sophia's knee and she started to read aloud to me, as she sometimes does. At first I chattered along, but soon she noticed I wanted to be cuddled. We hugged and kissed until I was completely satisfied. That is what I like about my family. They simply know what I need, each time again. During the day, I don't want to be hugged and kissed: then I want to play rough and tough. But just before bedtime, I always want my head scratched.