"Not that I'd call any of this particularly sturdy," Adrian said, giving it all the disdainful eye of a skilled craftsman. "Adrian Blackwood, pleased to meet you."

Meanwhile, Boston had transferred his glare to Patriot before rising to his full Maine Coon size. "I wouldn't," he warned the dog with a disdainful sniff of his own before settling back down like he wasn't fussed at all.

Ignore the tail.