Just had a great conversation with my cat. We discussed the following:

1. Is he a little baby
2. He is in fact a little baby
3. The fact that he's very cute
4. The origin of how he got to be so cute
5. Why he is so little
6. Details as to how he's a good boy

We're having a follow-up meeting to discuss a higher rate of meetings themselves, given the global lockdown. For the foreseeable future, he's a cute little soft baby.

UPDATE:

Given the global news, we met at 11:15am this morning with the following update:

1) He has a fluffy belly
2) Who has a fluffy baby?
3) Again, his belly is fluffy
4) He's a crazy little teenie
5) Additionally, he's a teensie tiny

SECOND UPDATE: Loki refuses to take any notes during our meetings and has no reaction when I tell him how beautiful of a boy he is. The morale and respect for leadership right now is at a low. He's still a squishy little love, though.

He's not even listening to me anymore.

I just let Loki know the midwest will flood with rain this week. He's incredibly panicked.

I told his older brother about this tweet. He doesn't seem to care.

I asked him if he knows he's a big soft warm snuggly older brother and he refuses to provide an answer without HR present.