If you really want the ball as badly as you say you do, stop bringing it back to the Human who tosses it across the backyard, away from you, again and again and again.
Logic, Woofies, logic.
–Darth Vader
We Cats are the Head Chefs in our households.
You Humans can rise no higher than the rank of Sous Chef, at best.
No garlic, no onions, no seasonings at all, save a dash of sea salt to our taste, not yours.
The Human palate is not sufficiently refined to judge seasonings.
On second thought, don’t bother with the cooking.
Present our food raw but at room temperature.
A Great Chef lets the meat sing for itself.
–Quicksilver
Are your Humans hitting the vino kind of hard while watching the election returns tonight?
Remind them that it’s a work night, but don’t judge them too harshly, so long as they pour you a tunatini, a niparita, a Catmopolitan or the cocktail of your choice.
Elections are stressful for all of us.
–Amber