Right brain book building

[image error]My youngest son has a cat named Knucks, a long legged and elegant creature who must be coaxed and seduced into letting me play with him or pet him.  He will play, he wants to play, and he especially wants me to rub his long black nose so he can purr almost silently, nose buried deep into my palm.

But there are rituals to follow.  I can't just straightforwardly approach him, nor simply ignore him.  He needs to know that I am engaged, paying attention, but he must be allowed to approach on his o...