Kat, Carter and others in “Cat-A-Versary”

So, yeah. I'm throwing a Cat-A-Versary party because the café's been open a year. Can you believe it? It's a fundraiser for the humane society. There'll be cats in costumes and a photo booth and kettle corn.

Oh, kettle corn? You should've led with that. I'm in.

Great. So how's tall and grumpy doing?

Oh, he's a pure delight around me. But when I mentioned you earlier, he clenched his fists so hard, he broke the soda gun.

Well, I am undeterred. Hey, Max. I would love to see you at my Cat-A-Versary party. Carter's going to be there. My mom's coming. She's auditioning for the musical "Cats" at the community theater, so she's been spending a lot of time at the café to research cat behavior.

Here's your coffee, mother.

Look, I get that you're still upset with me for reaching out to your ex-girlfriend while on sleeping medication not prescribed to me, but-- Oh, men's room? Still undeterred. Deterred. Definitely deterred.

Wow! That looks amazing.

Thanks. I've been doing squats.

Katherine, please help me get this feline off my lap.

Oh, Mr. Mousekers never falls asleep in someone's lap.

Well, he's been here quite a while, and now I have to use the ladies' room, and his weight is pressing on my bladder.

Please don't bring up his weight. He just got his confidence back up. Mr. Mousekers! Uh-oh.

What's wrong?

Mommy?

Yes?

I don't think Mr. Mousekers is sleeping.

Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the oven just crapped out. I mean, honestly, can you think of anything worse to happen before our Cat-A-Versary party?