"HEY! HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY!! I CAN SEE THE BOTTOM OF MY FOOD BOWL! HEY!! YOU HEARING THIS?? THE BOTTOM OF MY BOWL!! I CAN SEE IT!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING ABOUT THIS???"
I used to have a semi-outdoor cat. She could come and go from the basement through a cat door. That little shit knew where my bedroom was and every morning she would climb up on the shelf as high as possible and meow loudly as if to say, "Hey! Hey Dumbass! Are you gonna feed me or what!? Heeeeyyyy!"