I think the photograph depicts quite clearly the nature of the visitation. One face is calling out for help; the other is expressing direct disdain for the whole situation. Neither one is accustomed to having the other around: Puck enjoys the quiet of living a more monk-like existence (Mom tends to be more boisterous), and Mom doesn't generally go in for cats sitting on her lap (or on the couch, or even the carpet, for that matter).
As for me, I think periodic changes and challenges to our familiar surroundings or ways of living are good for us. Not preferred, naturally, but growthful. Heaven help us all!
:P
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