Paul and his cat Paul has finally decided to go together with us. For the last little while he became a very depressed guy. I don’t know what happped to him, I suspect it’s because his cat’s death. Once I asked him: Me: Paul, why are you getting so much depressed? Paul: Please, don’t be mad at me. I’m not going to open up with anyone. Me: Very well. I might as well just go home.