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Rudolph. Our mischief manager. Under the watchful eye of Martin since he was four weeks old, Rudolph and his all-loving personality has become an everyday presence this year, blissfully scampering through our halls without a care in the world. Joining our four legged-family in the tail end of the Winter months, he was initially treated with wariness by his new feline companions. However, much like his reindeer namesake, Rudolph’s abounding enthusiasm helped guide us out of those cold Winter months and gradually earned the respect of Frank, Stan & Tori. A decision that they may be rueing when they shoo him out of their dinner bowls. Rudolph’s relaxed, carefree nature has brought a new, spirited energy to our corridors - as well as the occasional unwanted gift. At ease with all who come across his path, a typical greeting consists either of bounding up & gleefully licking everything in his sight line, or throwing himself on the floor in anticipation of the belly tickles he so dearly loves. For Rudolph does not care who you are, what you are, or where you come from; he showers all with endless love & compassion. If only politicians could too…