The cat does not come to the office, so the office has quietly rearranged itself around the cat. Somewhere between the first standup and the second coffee, the one on the keyboard became the only member of the team nobody would dare move.
The artwork is its profile card, filled in exactly as it should be. A wide round avatar carries one flat cat face in clean vector shapes with thick even outlines, ears up, expression unmoved. A presence dot sits on the rim, because it is always online. CHIEF NAP OFFICER runs beside it at full title weight, and beneath the header two rows state the facts and leave them there: SLEEPS ON THE KEYBOARD, then JOINS EVERY CALL UNINVITED. No app, no logo, nothing borrowed from anyone's workspace.
Long shoulder handles and a roomy interior, for the laptop, the café and the walk home.
It goes to the coworker whose cat runs every meeting from the desk, the partner who has permanently lost the good chair, or the cat owner who worked out the org chart years ago. Bought for yourself first, then for whoever needs it explained least.
It delegates nothing.
