Well, Kitties, today was The Day: The Human took herself off to the Education Factory and stayed there for like, elebenty-squillion hours. And when she came home she was in a Bad Mood, and she said the nice vacation of foods and pettings and brushies and on-demand playtimes was over. I find that completely unacceptable. I'm thinking about moving away to someplace where I am not treated with such cavalier indifference. Anyone with enough extra space for a middle-aged floofy boycat who's not very nice?