My big brother Boo

I have a love hate relationship with my big brother Boo.  Sometimes I like to groom him so that means that I have to hold him down so he'll sit still.  Then sometimes, and I'm not sure why, I find that I have to give him a little bite during the grooming session.  I really don't mean to do it but it just happens.  That usually means that Boo runs away, ending our session of grooming and begins another session of "exercise" as I chase him through the house.  My grandmother says that Boo's life was so much more peaceful before I came to live here.  I say "boring."  I added spice to Boo's life.