I hug Kima every night on the couch and tell her: “I yub you” and she wiggles her little nub. Then I get all up in her face and crawl on top of her and screech “I yub you I yub you I yub you!!” and she tries to bite my face off. Then, realizing what she’s done she pulls back and rolls over submissive like “I so sorry Mama. I yub you too.”
Perhaps I need some human companionship.