Cats are Kings, Pt. 2

My sister raises an excellent point: I go to the pantry to get a snack, hoping that maybe since they knew I was coming Mom and Dad may have stocked the pantry. I was choosing between stale Ritz crackers or slim fast bars when I find Fancy Feast "Elegant Medleys: White Meat Chicken and Egg Souffle with Garden Greens." Are things getting a little out of hand, or is it just me?