I watch dogs bark as I drop spiders on their heads, The chase me up the tree to get out the lead. "I'm too good for you!" I cry, scratching them with my claws. No matter hard you try, these are the laws: You will be tortured noon to night, you will make sure to bring a fight, but a flight is not optional. The morning brings good news for you, Just bring me my breakfast and I won't scratch you. I'll do what I want and you won't bark, Otherwise your eyesight will turn dark. Muahahahahahaha!" Sadistic Cat Jerry
Well if you left, we arent going to mourn you. You aren't dead. And you're still here. So what's to care for?