Yesterday Jon put up a picture of me and Lulu and Fate in the barnyard.
When I took this picture of Jon and Fanny and Zinnia, I thought, we each have a donkey and a dog. Fanny will always go to Jon and Lulu always comes to me. Fate chases the sheep and Zinnia chases the ball.
Both donkeys and dogs will go to either me or Jon if the other person isn’t there. But their choice is obvious.