When my daughter was 6 years old, we got "Billy the Kidd" at 3 weeks of age. 9 months later he became quite obnocous, butting her and knocking her over and then standing on her. She gleefully invited him to dinner,helped to dig a pit, then helped me catch him , helped me to get him to smile from ear to ear and then she renamed him "Bar-B-Que Billy" as he lazily was swimming in bath salts and aroma herbs in a 55 gal. drum . That weekend, She had a HUGE saucy smile on her face after partaking of the guest of honor.