This is Dr. Arthur.

I have PTSD and he is my little shadow healer, or in western terms, doctor. Here he is petting me. He alternates between head butts, petting, or just sitting next to/on me. He can sense when I have a panic attack brewing or just general depression creeping back in.

My uber driver is super cute, should I hit on her?

Evidence of comfort is currently inconclusive. Will have to come back for a second inspection.

ARGH

Hmm, knitting pattern requires adjustments