This is O'Neill. In the picture, he's watching me write, and sharing my hippo footstool. He's a great writing coach. He lets me tell him stories and listens very patiently, even when the stories don't quite make sense yet. He's a big-picture sort of guy that way.
When I've been sitting here too long, he lets me know it's time to go for a walk or get a snack. If I seem agitated, he'll put a paw on my knee or nudge a nose under my elbow to remind that it's okay. I've always got him.