ERROR AT LINE 5
Wait, what? No, that can’t happen. I was on autopilot. I must’ve put the cat food back.
Yeah. It’s got to be in the fridge, I just don’t remember it. Yeah. I don’t remember putting it back at all. Dammit. Dammit dammit dammit! Well, I’m not getting up again. I’m staying right here in my nice, warm bed. The cats got what they wanted and, if they’re as smart as they act sometimes, they’ll figure out there’s an open can of cat food on the counter top and take care of the problem for me. I’m not getting out of bed. [Monologue edited for brevity; it goes on for almost an hour. -ed.]
LATER, WHILE I’M MAKING COFFEE: What’s that can of cat food doing there?