The dry food bowls in our bedroom were empty for most of the evening so I, Jolie, was looking forward to our canned food supper. I needn’t have bothered. The stuff Mom brought in was so awful that I barely touched it. Mom assured me that it was one of the usual flavors of Friskies that she gives us, and Googlie scarfed it down with no problem (typical). All I can say is, “Boo! Hiss! Hiss!”

The morning selection had better be something I want to eat!