I have a cat and her name is Neela. Recently her pet store ran out of her food I buy and won't restock it for another week. The owner gave me a substitute food, but Neela is not happy. She is constantly rubbing against me trying to get me to pay attention to her. When I don't head to the food bowl, she tries to trip me when I walk. The pictures will explain Neela's perspective......
Hmmmm, I sit here, all by myself, starving, and these people will not buy my food.
Perhaps it is time for a heart to heart talk with my human. She'll see things my way.
Okay, that didn't work. Maybe if I play dead beside my bed, they will get the idea that I need my special brand of food, pronto!