He gazed at his new servant, who was ready to cater to his every need. Food appeared whenever Frank was hungry; toys were available when he was playful; and shelter was there for him. Easy to take things for granted, but he tried not to.
He decided to express some gratitude. “Well done, my minion. Now prepare for the feline conquering of the world!”
Frank’s eyes rose. “Shoot. I’ve said too much,” he thought.
“Uh, I mean, meow?”
It’ll have to do. “More tuna–stat!”