What do you suppose he’s thinking? Something tells me that he’s disappointed in me. I can’t imagine why but I suspect it has something to do with my insistence on leaving the house or perhaps my failure to provide enough tuna to suit his tastes.

These things are inherent, after all.

Whatever it is, I clearly need to do better because no little cat should have to live with such sorrow as his. Certainly a cat so beautiful, smart and regal as this one shouldn’t have to suffer the ignorance of a fool owner as he has done.

Someone call the ASPCA right away. Poor little cat is disappointment personified!