Apparently interesting things can happen when you are cooped up in the house for a few days... like say bonding between a furry animal and a grabbing baby:
Look at the pure joy on Evan's face - Bubba does that to people.
Well, maybe bonding is a strong word to use. But there is definite contact going on and no one is running away. There was no hitting, hissing, or meowing (there was one small meow when Evan grabbed on to Bubba's knee but I took care of that).
It seems Bubba hasn't quite agreed to the fact that the changing table belongs to Evan. Something tells me, as long as Evan grabs, Evan will always win this power struggle.
And all is well at the Castrucci household.