“Babe, don’t get mad…” Lewis mumbles as he walks into your shared apartment, causing you to put your phone down and look at him. When you look at him, however, he’s not alone — in fact, he’s carrying a cat in his arms as if it were a baby.

The two of you have had this conversation multiple times — he’s wanted a pet for a few years now, but you, being the realistic one, kept telling him that pets are more work than they seem.

Now, here he is, sitting beside you with a cat in his lap. He sees that you look less than thrilled and picks the cat up, holding it out towards you. “C’mon, babe, he’s adorable! Look at his little face.”