Madam Dorothy was sprawled out on the corridor floor in a state of utter relaxation. Her head was flat on the ground, her front paws loosely bent, and her hind legs were neatly tucked together. Her tail stretched out languidly. There was absolutely no hint of her wild instincts; she looked more like a person who had too much to drink and passed out. Seeing her like that, the CEO couldn’t help but exclaim, “Should I call 911?”