Likewise, we had to teach our sweetie to like cuddles. We call them corporal lovings (a corporal punishment joke) where we pick her up and let her perch on our shoulder or drape across our arm as long as she'd like while I pace around our home. She absolutely loves it and it is all across her face, but she will. not. show. whoever is carrying her.

It went from "she'd tolerate five minutes of corporal lovings a day from me and only me, the human she chose" to give an example from a recent month "my wife and I had an argument (probably about flour) and then the cat took a nap on my wife's lap for an hour half to make me jealous, half to make me envious, and because she's bad at math and a sweetie, half to show me that she loves my wife, the human I chose, as much as or more than me, the human the cat chose, and the cat really wants us to make up or start some mind games and I've been keeping up on her treats so I'm hoping make up."

Sorry that sentence got away from me and I'm tired/high, but if I remember I'll come back and clean up the grandma