She shouted at me and then I didn't feel like eating my meal, so I sucked all the juice up and left the dry meaty chunks. I was just flexing my claws when she tried to test if my Snugglesafe was still warm, and then she shouted at me, probably because blood was spurting from her finger. She put a band aid on it.
Then she had to go to her writers group, where she didn't give me the author's credit for the last piece of writing I helped her with. It was accepted for publication.
I leaped into the sink a few times when she got home. She said I had to eat all my gravy chunks, as they had the kelp medicine on them for my teeth. I am disgruntled and she is waving her finger around with the band aid on it. We had better finish up the day.