There is still a power struggle going on between my beloved old cat (who by the way is about to turn 18), and the baby! Baby wins every time, but not without Razz giving it a hearty go. But I do have to say that Toby loves his Razzy... when Razz jumps up to share my knee, Toby's whole face lights up. And he pats him ever so gently. I don't know if it will last, and when the whisker pulling, tail grabbing will start, but for now it's just sweet!
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