Oh, that reminds me of my own relationship. He was in his room all the time when he was home and I had to knock on his door if I had to talk to him. He would sigh loudly and even growl if I did. I usually only knocked if someone called him because he didn't want a phone in his room, I tended to it. It felt lonely and then I got used to it, after which I was glad to not have interaction with him because he was a loose cannon to say the least. I too had my animals. I love them more 😻