W sat down in front of his desk, where the ultrawide monitor displayed a spreadsheet heavily loaded with rows of numbers. Max quickly finished his treats and joined him like a team member, climbing up to settle right in the middle of the workspace and blocking almost the entire screen. I asked W to push Max slightly aside. “It’s okay,” W said lightly, switching to his laptop to read the tiny figures instead. Max stared at me proudly, as if to say, “You see? My buddy is happy with me staying right here”