Chester: What is it about me?
Cat: I don’t know, Chester. What is it?
Chester: Is it my cool demeanor?
Chester: Is it the fact that I quietly backed a German Shepherd into a corner with nary a sound, and just the glint in my eye?
Cat: She is an exceptionally sweet dog…
Manager cats like Chester are always a surprise. We silly humans often miss the obvious. I never thought Chester was the manager in my household of cats, until a smarter human pointed it out. Chester keeps stuff running in order. And yes, he has a subtle glare that a dog ten times his size respected.
Nothing like the “quietly powerful.” I saw the same kind of demeanor once, coolly delivered by a writing instructor. I never forgot it. Management doesn’t have to be bombastic and blustery!