"DO it Smudge," Sophia begged, pushing her head under his front legs. "Groom my head."
Smudge ignored her. He turned his head far to the side instead.
"If you groom my head now, I'll groom you later. Just ONE lick, Smudge. Do it. Do it now."
Smudge remained loafed under the hammock with Sophia's head as his cushion. They stayed that way for half an hour.