1 SNUGGLEBUGS

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These days my cat Sassafras and I are always desperately hoping we'll hear our barn doorbell. I know most people are excited to hear their doorbell ring. It might mean a present or package delivery, or a friend showing up to play. But our doorbell is even more exciting than that. Because it's a magic doorbell. When it rings, it means there's a magical animal waiting outside our barn. A magical animal who needs our help. My mom's been helping them basically her whole life. And now I get to help, too…

"Who is the cutest?" I sang, crouched down low on the floor. "It's you!" I booped one kitten nose. Then I turned. "And it's also you!" I booped a second kitten nose. One kitten flipped into a half somersault and bopped into her sister. They grabbed each other and started rolling. I sighed happily. "Is there anything cuter than floofy, tumbly kittens?" My mom reached down and scooped one of the fluff balls into her lap. "No, Zoey, I don't think there is!" We both laughed. "I love volunteering at the cat shelter." Lavender rubbed her cheek against

my knee, and I started rubbing her tummy. She flopped to one side, purring loudly. "Just don't forget that it's a job." Mom nodded toward the litter box. "I know, I know." I got up and grabbed the scooper. Little Lavender came trotting after me and bonked her head into my ankle. Mom held up Sage so they faced each other. "Little miss, I just cannot get you to purr." The kitten blinked at her a few times, then curled back up in Mom's lap. I set down the scooper. "Ooh! I know how to make Sage purr! I figured it out last time we were

here. I can show you!" Mom raised an eyebrow. I squatted back down and picked up the scooper again. "Um, after I finish scooping the litter." Mom smiled and pet Sage under the chin. Sage closed her eyes and sighed. After I closed the lid on the garbage can, I stood up and brushed off my pants. Lavender tumbled into the litter box and sniffed around. "I think Lavender is making sure I did a good job." I laughed. "OK, so I figured out that Sage is pretty tricky. You can't just do one thing she likes and get her to purr. You have to do two things she likes at the same time!"

Mom nodded. "Interesting. I know she likes these chin rubs—what else do you suggest I try?" I grinned. "Now go for a belly rub with your other hand." Mom kept scratching Sage's chin with her right hand and used her left to give that tiny fluffy kitten belly a good rubbing. Sure enough, within a few seconds we both heard a quiet rumbly purr. "Ta-da!" I raised my hands and smiled.