I'm eating breakfast. Don Juan climbs on my shoulder:

"Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" [*kiss*]

(That's right. The BIG cat has the little purr.)

"Yes, I love you too."

"Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

"I love you, but I have to go out and catch mice and rats so we can have food."

Don Juan tightens his grip on my shoulder: PURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

What can I do? He's so good with "purr therapy"!