Last night Mommy was petting me and her eyes were all leaky. She kept saying she was sorry for being such a lousy mother. When I meowed to find out what was wrong she told me: we were out of kitty litter. Sheesh, lady, I thought something was really wrong! I know I'm fussy about my litter, but I can live with having to pee on newspaper for twelve hours
till you can get to the store. Humans!