Cat: WTF is this?
Me: Your breakfast. Mmmm, chicken hearts, yummy nummers.
C: Where’s the rest of it?
M: That’s it, Senor Chonkorito. The vet says you need to drop some of that pudge.
C: Sez you, fatboy! Well, this is bullshit. I need to speak to your manager.
M: The Bride is asleep and she’s totally onboard with this, so…bon appetit!
C:
M:
C: What a fuckin’ fuckstory. Everyday it gets worse around this hellhole.
M: And did I mention the change in the kibble distribution..?
C: Nomnomno…wait. WHAAAAAT..!!??
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