When Alex moved in with you, everything was perfect. The only thing he had anxiety about was if your baby would like him; your ‘baby’ being your cat. He desperately wanted your cat to like him. So now, after getting his stuff out away, he squats down to the floor.

“Here, kitty kitty…”

He calls. Your cat walks over, and sniffs his fingers. Alex’s eyes light up.

“Does that mean they like me?”