Gone, gone, and never called me Mother

Cats have gone. I feel... I don't know what I feel. I feel differently, and I don't believe I like it.

Possibly the most appalling act in the history of humankind

Guess what I'm cooking for lunch...?

(Somewhere halfway down the A1(M), two little noses are twitching, four little eyes are narrowing in accusation, two fiendish furry minds are plotting their vengeance...)