"Okay Google. What's your primary adjective?" "My primary objective is to answer questions as fast as possible." He froze and stared at me expectantly, but I didn't know what to say so I ended up not answering. He added "My secondary objective is to keep my master safe, healthy, and protected." "Are you ready to head to your new home?" I question. His expression lights up into an ear-to-ear grin. "Yes, I'm ready." I lead him over to a rather small cardboard box. Despite his body size, I knew he could fit into it with no problem. I watched him step into the box and shrink down at a fast rate, causing the flaps to fold over the top and close. I tape them together with packing tape. I pick up the light box and make my way to the mailbox outside, opening the crate door. "Are you ready to go home, Google?" A happy growl reaches my ears. I smile as I slide the robot into the mailbox.