Hey, listen, SOZ if a few minutes ago you were disturbed from your sleep or while going about your day by the sudden raw croaks and hiccuping shrieks of a dying banshee, but that was me. I was dishing up the #PreciousWetz to The Cat for his brekky and a bit plopped out of the can that was like a coin-sized placenta aaaaand, yep, there you go, I’ve set myself off again.

He’s had brekky but life is still grim because there isn’t MOAR BREKKY. #PreciousWetz