My human is cuddling me. I am cuddling my big, red mousie. There are lots of cuddles happening.
I like cuddles. Sometimes when I finish cuddling, I can bite the humans.
I like my big, red mousie. My grandma brought me it from England. Sometimes the humans put nip on him to make me cuddle him crazy. I love my mousie with a bit of nip.
I love my humans too, I suppose.