Hands up, who remembers Snorgle? She's all of fifteen months old now, and as of a week ago she has a baby brother.
I've named him Sproglet. Sprog for short. He doesn't have a bib yet, but maybe he can share his sister's, because allegedly he snorgles more than she ever did.
I feel it's important, you see, that they have equal and matching names.
Snorgle hugs the cats the same way, only they don't always stay so obligingly still for her.