She curved her fingers around his little paw, smiling into his serious looking face. The pinkish nose didn’t move like it would have if he was a dog. But the small pointy ears made a short movement. “Are you happy to see me?” The girl asked with hope undisguised in her voice. The object of her affection purred on like a running motor. He brought out a tiny tongue – and licked her hand. They stared at each other. He let her know that cats lick too.