When Mark started seeing me, quite a lot of years ago now, they instantly accepted me. Rio sat demurely on my lap and let me stroke him and Max draped himself brazenly across my chest in a frankly floozy like way. Now I am their first port of call for food, being let out first thing in the morning (we keep them in over night) and generally to pander to their every whim.
In return, both cats like to help me with my work. Rio takes responsibility for communications:
|Rio attempts to contact other types of life|
Max is in charge of packaging; checking boxes personally for size and quality:
|Max tests cardboard boxes|
|cats at work|
|purry snores abound|