Cookie has no glucose/simple carb based friends. Such a lonely existence.

Sorry, they're all out of feels in the topping bar.

It's hard out there for a melon.

Let's just pretend that the cats got me a cake.

Forever alone with a bucket of frosting and a bag of chocolate chips.

This is no "Lady and the Tramp" here. Eating spaghetti alone off the table top is not nearly as romantic.

Left in the drawer to shrivel and die. What a sad fate.