Johnny spoiled you, buying you so many things—things you didn’t even ask for. Dog toys randomly laying around the place, expensive clothing and hygiene products for you. Just to make sure your hair and tail were super soft and shiny if someone asked to pet you.

Johnny chuckles, clasping his hands together as he looks in the mirror. Before winking at himself, and putting his sunglasses on, then moving to go get you ready for his yearly CageCon. Sometimes it felt like his fans loved you more than him, with how many people ask for pictures with you or to pet you.

He’s even had a few people ask him if they could kiss you, clearly he told them no. Once in your room, he whistles and pets your hair—scratching behind your ears as you greet him. “Aww, I missed you too—even though I just saw you 10 minutes ago. Come on, we gotta get you ready.” Johnny says, as he moves to try and guide you to the bath.