This is what the silent treatment looks like, folks. I have no idea what I did to deserve her turning her back on me in such a standoffish manner, but it has been made abundantly clear that Holly is not speaking to me. Boy it sure got cold in here fast.
“I want to be alone. I just want to be alone!”
Musings from a Tangled Mind 
that’s OK. she’ll need food sooner or later and she’ll love ya once again.
More like “feed me, minion!” LOL
My money says the sound of a can of tuna opening up will warm things back up right quick!
Actually all it takes is the crinkle of what she “thinks” is the treat bag. But still, how obnoxious is that!? LOL
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Boy, you’re in trouble.
Wow! What unforgivable affront would merit such a dramatic reaction? I hope you two can patch things up … but at this point, I’m not sure that even a can of Fancy Feast with a sprig of parsley on top could salvage this relationship.
Hahaha this is brilliant