I have 2 VERY unhappy cats today.
My ex-boss, who is a good mate & a cat person himself, had a client near me so dropped in for a cuppa on his way home. I spotted him coming up to the front door, scooped Girlcat up and opened the door to him with an armful of unimpressed cat. She didn't get upset when he stroked her & scritched behind her ears, but stalked upstairs qith a disgusted look on her face when I put her down.
Just before ex-boss left he went up to the loo so I scooped Boycat out of the bottom of the wardrobe to show him - note to self, don't do that again with torn shoulder tendons! Poor Boycat fled downstairs & behind the sofa as soon as I released him, & didn't come out for a couple of hours. Girlcat semi forgave me when I fed her chicken.