Reaching across Kinn, Riley immediately had his hand into the box and had a treat that he was licking at. It was so fast that if one wasn't paying attention... But then he giggled at the pair. "George, you should warm P'Kinn's neck so that way P'Porsche can use the lap you warmed for him."

Gently, he moved the cat up behind Kinn and he immediately stretched out like he owned the back of the couch. Then Riley patted Kinn's leg like it was a seat.

"There you go! All yours, P'Porsche!"