Your water? Whatever do you mean, Human Mommy?
According to the teachings of my Spiritual Father, Darth Vader, everything in the homestead belongs to me, by right, as the reigning House Panther.
You can keep the coffee, though. I really don’t understand what you Humans see in that dreadful smelling beverage.
—Neo
What do you mean I messed up the cushions on the back of the couch, Human Mommy?
Aren’t they supposed to be like this?
—Stella
I just met my Grampaw…
…and I think he’s A-okay!
—Neo
You had three steak tacos, Human Daddy, and now you have only one.
I have to assume you left the last one for me, your loyal, beloved Dog Son.
Don’t worry—if you’re still hungry, I’ll let you have the salsa, veggies, and shell.
I’m generous like that.
—Cosmo
Is your Human Mommy failing to provide you with sufficient treats and telling you to eat Kibble instead?
Take her beloved breakfast pastries, Human Daddy’s coffee creamer, and the Woofies’ treats hostage.
Human Mommy will have to pay a handsome ransom of Temptations.
—Apollo
Human Mommy, it’s my turn to nap on the Rainbow Donut, but Lily is hogging it.
Could you please ask her to move or maybe just use your superior size to move her?
—Sunny
Human Mommy, it’s a holiday and yet you are still performing your percussive, clickety-clackety typing.
Please, cool it!
—Neo
Eat up, Little Bro.
You need as many calories as you can get to become as big and strong as me.
—Apollo
Looks like you’re enjoying a delicious snack, Human Mommy, which is good for you.
If you just shared, it could be good for both of us.
—Cosmo
It’s always a fun time with Big Brother Apollo…
…but Food Time is Paws down the best!
—Apollo
Daily Feline and Canine Wisdom 