And just what does my Daddy do for me???

-squirts mustard all over my white fur
-drags me away from the fireplace when I'm nice and cozy to go home
-won't cut a hole in the screen for me to escape from
-won't let me chase that pesky dog
-insists that I be his doctor by curing all his illnesses, aches and pains
-gets upset when I poop on the 50 cent coupon that dropped in the litter box
-gets upset when I wake him in the middle of a dream

The list goes on and on, but do I love him? Of course I do. He feeds me.