Cat: Carry me to my food..... Slave
Me: Ahhhhh!!!! Cat apocalypse!!!!!! Girl Overboard, Girl Overboard, Call 911!!!!
Cat: *on walkie talkie* We need reinforcements.... and bring the others with sharpened nails *laughs maniacally and coughs a hairball*
Me: *runs around the house screaming and flailing my arms around, then an idea pops into my head, grabs tuna can* Here kitty kitty *throws tuna can far away*
Cat: *on walkie talkie* Cancel the reinforcements, Meow!!! * runs after tuna*
End of cat apocalypse