"... Playing?" Sparkle didn't even so much as turn to look. What was Velcro doing? He was a cat. Cats played, didn't they?

There was a spectacular crashing sound accompanied by the scattering of so much kibble all across the floor, and Velcro was jumping down from where the bag had been sitting in order to inhale what had been strewn about like a cat possessed.

For the record, he hadn't been. But there was something wrong with his person, and he was really hungry.

"... Is this important?"