Kitchen

No, Human Mommy, I’m not always in the kitchen.

A young black cat sits on the tile floor of a kitchen and looks up at his human imploringly.

I just make a point of being here when you’re here because I know I have a 95% chance of receiving a treat or an extra meal if I deploy my Kitten eyes.

Same cat, same position, but now he has opened his mouth to let loose a mighty meow.

99% if I sing the aria of starvation, popularized by my Spiritual Father Darth Vader.

—Neo

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