Overzealous child

Well, my girl loves Freddy. We all love Freddy. But only she woke up at 5:30 this morning to pet Freddy. And only she kept petting Freddy for the next six hours. And only she got growled at when she tried to pick him up to carry him to his blanket. He looked up at me over her shoulder during one of her many hugs with his saddest, help me please eyes. Poor baby. She really is very gentle with him, but I'd want to bite her too if she was on top of me, arranging my paws and giving me toys every other minute. Here's another shot of Fred